The Existential Angst of The Writer’s Life

April 19, 2012 § Leave a comment

It’s sunny and a nice day and I have to be inside while I write! THIS IS TERRIBLE.
If only I possessed some sort of device wherein I could operate a computer from…say, my lap…without being bound by wires or some such. I should totally patent that idea.

In other news, I need to stop playing the “how long can I waste time on the internet before I actually start writing” game. The one good thing about that game is that I always win, and winners matter in this day and age.

Oh, and check this website out. I discovered it today, and it made me smile for any number of reasons (hint: one of them is that it’s really really bad).

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