Monday, November 2, 2009

Day 2, In Which I do Nothing But Almost Eat a Potato

In an effort to undo some chocolate cake and non-vegan candy corn (for shame) consumption I got up and made my way to the gym this afternoon. I spent most of my morning scouring the internets for work and decided that I should add ROCKET SCIENTIST and RABID JULIE ANDREWS FAN under my "Skills" category on my resume. I've sent out so many resumes and cover letters at this point that I believe that companies are so inundated with hundreds of responses that mine go unread. At this point I am going to embellish and add information on how I invented Goo Gone, have mad ninja skillz and survived the occupation of New Orleans by Monkey War Lords.


And if someone is maybe they'd at least get a chuckle out of it.

In true hotpants fashion I nearly ran out of fuel on the way home and arrived back at my apartment on the brink of starvation. I started the water to steam some veggies, grabbed an apple and with laptop in hand, plopped down onto the couch.

I thought it was an apple.

I nearly sunk my teeth into it before I realized I was holding a potato to my face.

Crisis averted.

I decided I should concentrate on food before sitting down to write. Now it's almost 5PM and I'm searching for chores to do so I don't have to write. Laundry, mopping, reorganizing my books, scrubbing the toilet. I'd rather scrub the toilet then pick up where I left off. My main character doesn't have a name yet. The last we see her she had just watched her boyfriend throw up and apologized for not helping him. She may or may not have been hit by lightening. At any given moment she can hear Pachabel's Canon playing somewhere.

Needless to say, I've got a lot of work to do.

1 comment:

Rory said...

I am reading your shite