I'm still at the coffeehouse. I am supposed to go to my sister's house later, which ... is fine. My nephew wants to play videogames, but I'm not gonna do it. I'm gonna go home and get myself to the bookstore tonight, to get more work done. Or I'll come back here. Maybe it's not too crowded on a Sunday night.
It amazes me, how I only get a limited amount of time to work and I waste it here, on the internet, or blogging. I sit at my little table, and my head starts to rock, I start falling asleep. But, I guess that's okay too. I do get work done, I can imagine a time when I actually will finish this book I am working on.
They are going to do a remake of the Bionic Woman next season, which I love. That was, like, the greatest television show ever.
And, I was thinking about this blog some more. I was thinking that I should come up with a point for it, such as writing little short stories or something. Maybe write out some of the little bitter episodes of my life. Some of the misadventures of myself in working as a loser in Hollywood.
I could tell the story about hwo I interviewed to work as a creative executive.
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