I want my back to be fixed so I can go to training and work out my frustrations.
What I don't want to be doing is sitting in the office, facing an entire day of working with the people who made me so miserable yesterday.
And I really, really, really want to go to training and just punch and kick stuff for three hours.
But I can't.
Ugh!
There is some good news. At least I made my NaNoWriMo target for the day. Thank the gods for writing! It has saved my sanity more times than I can count!
Speaking of, I should get going on today's target. Have a good Thursday everyone!
Tears of the Tankard
The drippings of liquor on a man's waistcoat.
- Francis Grose's Classical Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue, 1796
3 comments:
I'm so sorry you had a bad day. And I'm glad that writing is your salvation. Speaking of which, if you've never modeled a character on yourself, you should. You're the perfect combination of vulnerable (cuddling under the covers with the kitty) and kick-butt (punching and kicking stuff for hours)!
~Debbie
Ah hah hah hah!
Best. Comment. Ever!
Thanks for that, Debbie. It put a smile on my face.
I've never modelled a character after myself. I always figured all my characters had a little bit of me in them.
Hmmm... that has given me an idea...
I hope so. I really think it's true!
~Debbie
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