The Novel Is Finished I had gin for dinner I have the most violent hiccups! I overslept this morning I need to go to bed [The first time #6 was blank] The cat thinks I need to get up and let him out I was sober when I broke my toes I was getting up to let him out at the time He is not going outside right now I am drunk My damned foot still hurts I can't go to sleep until I make these hiccups go away Seriously. They're overtaking my whole self I need to wash my hair in the most urgent way possible I don't think showering drunk is a good idea Drunk and barely able to walk is a worse idea Drunk, barely able to walk, hiccupping violently is not the formula for a good shower None-the-less I have got to wash my hair ASAFP My entire body is sore from the crutches I opted to limp today Broken toes make my coworkers nice to me It's almost worth it The company Holiday Party is this weekend I will not have gin for dinner that night I don't want to wear my gym shoes to the party Or my hiking boots I don't want to use crutches either Crutches and alcohol do not mix High heels only makes that idea worse I have to find new shoes And also maybe a dress Shopping is extra hard when you can't hardly walk I am making this list because I can't make paragraphs Also, because I have nothing worth mentioning really I am still hiccupping I think I've finally run out of things to say No. I was wrong That was like that Anita Liberty poem "Not Thinking Of You" Earlier I recited poems at Pratt while I drove home from work He pretended like that was interesting I did not recite anything by Anita Liberty But now I wish I had At Powell's, I went looking for another copy of How to Heal the Hurt by Hating because my copy went missing There's no one I especially need to hate right now But it's a good book to have handy, just in case They had a copy I didn't get it because there were people checking it out at the time You should really google that poem so you know what number 39 means I did advise them that it was a wonderful book that they should buy I don't normally talk to strangers at all ever But they needed to know how wonderful that book is It almost makes me wish I had someone I needed to hate until I was healed, just so I could love it as much as it potentially can be loved Someone ought to buy me a new copy of that book for Christmas I was going to water my spider plant today I forgot I keep forgetting I need a househusband He would help me remember to wash my hair before it slides off my head And water the spider plant (I can't water it right now because I am busy making this stupid list) He would also help me have more for dinner than gin I wouldn't abuse him. I just need help I would also like not sleeping alone I have to change the subject before I get maudlin I haven't hiccuped in a long time Maybe I should go to bed I'm going to try for thirty-two more things Can you believe that this journal-thing has been here for almost four years? I haven't ever done 100 things list I deleted the 2000 archive. It was very short I also deleted most of the 2001 archives This is a good, good thing They were like... well... like every bad livejournal ever Only I wasn't in high school I was twenty I was even out of college I could write a term paper, but I couldn't write a good journal entry Yes, I finished college before I could buy beer legally I even cohabitated before I could buy beer legally I was precocious And stupid But I still wrote really bad journal entries They were about being poor mostly And how Waste wouldn't get a job It was very pathetic And there were no capital letters So I deleted them I'm closing in on 100 things. I don't believe it. I can't find my lighter I lose it about a frillion times an evening I get distressed every single time I can only have one lighter at a time because otherwise I lose them and give up before they are found Today someone informed me that I "kicked" the table makes more sense that "I caught my foot on the edge of the table" I'm not usually that inarticulate I cannot believe you're reading this I am so boring Pratt's novel was the second NaNoWriMo effort I was fictionalized in I'm a character I really love a bad pun The End That's what's happening right here right now. posted by mary ann 10:55 PM
posted by mary ann 10:55 PM
