Work was ridiculously busy tonight. And for some reason, people were getting on my nerves more than usual. But I have a bottle of wine to myself right now, so that's making me feel better. 
I should really be doing laundry, packing, and just generally getting ready to go to Arizona on Thursday. But instead, I'm lurking around SG and writing rather spazztically while Youtube plays songs from my past. I can't get a full on story together. I just keep getting bits and pieces, lines of dialogue, a background, etc. I don't get anything concrete. I'm playing with the idea of fleshing out a story I wrote last year that's pretty solid. I'm just not sure if I want to revisit those characters.
Maybe I'll color my hair tonight.
I should really be doing laundry, packing, and just generally getting ready to go to Arizona on Thursday. But instead, I'm lurking around SG and writing rather spazztically while Youtube plays songs from my past. I can't get a full on story together. I just keep getting bits and pieces, lines of dialogue, a background, etc. I don't get anything concrete. I'm playing with the idea of fleshing out a story I wrote last year that's pretty solid. I'm just not sure if I want to revisit those characters.
Maybe I'll color my hair tonight.
memorael:
where do you work at? I'm guessing a bar hence the people on nerves thing.
phoenixhasabomb:
I wish I worked at a bar! I'd love that. But no, I work at an italian restaurant.