mundayne

I am here, still here, here again, that sort of thing. I got the stomach flu a couple of weeks ago, and that was not fun. My dad and stepmom visited for a weekend, and that was lots of fun. Other than these two things, I do not have much to report. Most of my energy has been pouring into this strange little short story I have to let out from under the house before it consumes my fingers and eyes and cuts my hair into bangs. Poems are so easy for me to finish. I don’t know why I haven’t just completed this shitty first draft and gotten on with the revision part. While not writing, puking, or touring, I have been dealing with a lot of work foo, which is usual for this time of the year. Also, my job is still very much my job, despite my fantasies of...

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