Lisa's gone back home. She hugged me at the airport.
She's a lovely woman. But I still think she talks funny.
It's snowing right now. Looks like it'll snow all night. Or morning. Whatever. Been a long day.
I haven't talked to the old man in a while. We need to talk about the movie shit. See if he's heard anything out of the LA folks. And we need to blah blah about the boston blah blah. I've got a headache. I'm gonna go chew some aspirin and try to think...while the house is quiet. No baby, no cry.

She's a lovely woman. But I still think she talks funny.
It's snowing right now. Looks like it'll snow all night. Or morning. Whatever. Been a long day.
I haven't talked to the old man in a while. We need to talk about the movie shit. See if he's heard anything out of the LA folks. And we need to blah blah about the boston blah blah. I've got a headache. I'm gonna go chew some aspirin and try to think...while the house is quiet. No baby, no cry.
i was curious to know what % of your writing is by hand as opposed to the computer. i find it much more productive to scribble things by hand. many times i end up deleting the directionless ramblings that flow from this evil keyboard. i guess if it were easy, stephen king wouldn't be so creepy looking.
oh and when are ya gonna get that youngen to work. there's spacklin to be done and it is pretty much like the silly puddy and playdoh we had as kids.