Showing posts with label the chestbuster is my uterus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the chestbuster is my uterus. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

The ultimate in divided priorities

Things I need to do today:
-fix things on Smashwords because they just told me they are broken
-work on the picture I've been ignoring for a year and a half
-write new things
-edit old things
-be in good condition for work in case co-workers decide hangover is more important than going to work today.

How I actually feel today:

I was fine when I wrote the review today. Now I am not. Send chocolate. Or a hysterectomy. Either works.