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tempestuously) wrote2005-09-21 05:32 pm
tempestuously) wrote2005-09-21 05:32 pm
I love it when the computer's not broken
Remind me to never peruse ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ponderosa121's GW art or fanfiction again on a work night without having some time to let it sink in. The Psychosis brats had a field day with me today. Talk about jealous. They wouldn't leave me alone for ten seconds. Lucian was more needy than Nick, with his write about me and how I kick ass handcuffed. I preferred to dwell on his affair with Vincient. Nick had his angst. But together they destroyed any chance I had of doing work today. I'm glad I was mostly typing already written things or making phone calls because these assholes would have never given me enough quiet time to write an article. Even lunch was spent listening to the whining. I think I might have to write something about them tonight before they ruin another day. Tomorrow's going to be busy too. Can you guys give me like five damn minutes to type this entry?
People who mock the physical existence of the muse are dead wrong. Something that occupies your every waking thought for 10 hours straight is considerably real. I need an aspirin.
ponderosa121's GW art or fanfiction again on a work night without having some time to let it sink in. The Psychosis brats had a field day with me today. Talk about jealous. They wouldn't leave me alone for ten seconds. Lucian was more needy than Nick, with his write about me and how I kick ass handcuffed. I preferred to dwell on his affair with Vincient. Nick had his angst. But together they destroyed any chance I had of doing work today. I'm glad I was mostly typing already written things or making phone calls because these assholes would have never given me enough quiet time to write an article. Even lunch was spent listening to the whining. I think I might have to write something about them tonight before they ruin another day. Tomorrow's going to be busy too. Can you guys give me like five damn minutes to type this entry? People who mock the physical existence of the muse are dead wrong. Something that occupies your every waking thought for 10 hours straight is considerably real. I need an aspirin.