Writing

Jul 06, 2005 13:30

I need to do more of it. Actually what I really need to do is organize what writing I have so that it's all in order and not scattered around in my files under all sorts of weird names and then take all my notes and outlines and drafts and type those up and organize them in the same way. Then I need to write more. Hah! Like that'll get done anytime soon! Of course now that I've said that I'll go and do it just to be contrary at myself, isn't that silly?
My sister was just talking about how good she is at predicting the time and how wrist watches are inconvinient. It's official, we're bored. You know, all throughout the school year I was perfectly content to spend time being bored and now that I have no schoolwork I want to do something productive. I wish the weather wasn't so gray out, if it was nice I could go for a walk or down to the park, instead I'm stuck at home with only my sister and the computer for company. Ick. Stupid grayness. Seriously, 66 degrees; what sort of a crappy temperature for a summer day is that? It's too cold to make being outside any fun and too warm to have a conversation about. Now if it were 56 degrees everyone would be saying things like:

"We haven't had a summer this cold in ___ years."
or
"Maybe global warming is decreasing after all."

Small talk, and exceedingly silly, but better than 66 degree BOREDOM!

Fuzzbuckets.

-Maggie
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