"Our roles have reversed."
SUCCESS.
I have officially trained myself to work all afternoon, stay up all night, and sleep for about 4 hours in the morning. I give myself at least a week more of this before I crack and start wondering around Wal-Mart in my sweat pants and flip flops, muttering to myself about the price of poster board before paying for it in dimes.
OH WAIT I ALREADY DID THAT THIS WEEK.
Yeah, rolling straight out of bed and into society makes me feel like a champion. But I came home and made roasted salmon, rice pilaf and garlic mashed potatoes and steamed veggies while watching Rent, so I think that moderate amount of sophistication makes up for it and boosts my street cred. Maybe not the Rent part.
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But then again, I'm sure the ALL AMMRRKA food feast we had in the wee hours of Friday morning cancels out that swanky meal. Chicken nuggets, french fries, mashed potatoes, spicy gravy, and ranch-sriracha sauce. Oh and cheap Bourbon chasers. Win forever.
In other news, I stayed up all night in order to watch the Royal Wedding, a fact of which I'm only mildly ashamed. But I was drunk from the Starch and Bourbon Fest, so that ups my street cred. Oh, and I was really judgey toward the dresses (lame) and hats (amazing), so that, uh. Takes away from my street cred. Damn.
In writerly news, I'm taking the weekend to finish to my outline, which means I can begin writing-in-proper on Monday. /exciting
Yeah. Wish I could be sleeping.
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2 comments:
What is on that grease board?
grease board? it's addie's book work.
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