Waiting for the Day to End
Okay so I once said I would not complain about my subordinates on my livejournal. But I just want to know what makes someone go to work intoxicated and get the company patrol unit impounded. Now I get to spend all day tomorrow trying to get it out, and to make it even better I have had to but a rental on the client site. It is days like this that I wonder why I still do this job. I could be doing anything else.
Okay enough of that, I have decided to take this month and finish some of the stories I have sitting on my computer. I'm sure I have said this before. But if I tell myself enough times I might actually get it done. I have a werewolf story I really would like to finish and last years NaNo which I only wrote about 3000 words of but it has a serial killer, a blonde, and a brunette. And I really like the concept.
And if possible I would like to begin my homage to Micheal Crichton(and I know I spelled his last name wrong) and dinosaurs. My first love was dinosaurs which drove my mother crazy since I had two brothers and neither one of them had any interest in old bones. They I do admit that by the time I was 12 I had moved on from old bones to old cilvilitations. And I've had this idea pinging around in my head for years now, time for it to come out.
I'm sure I have rambled on enough for today, about time to close up the office.
Okay enough of that, I have decided to take this month and finish some of the stories I have sitting on my computer. I'm sure I have said this before. But if I tell myself enough times I might actually get it done. I have a werewolf story I really would like to finish and last years NaNo which I only wrote about 3000 words of but it has a serial killer, a blonde, and a brunette. And I really like the concept.
And if possible I would like to begin my homage to Micheal Crichton(and I know I spelled his last name wrong) and dinosaurs. My first love was dinosaurs which drove my mother crazy since I had two brothers and neither one of them had any interest in old bones. They I do admit that by the time I was 12 I had moved on from old bones to old cilvilitations. And I've had this idea pinging around in my head for years now, time for it to come out.
I'm sure I have rambled on enough for today, about time to close up the office.