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whiski_sourI've had one of those very rare amazingly productive days.
I went grocery shopping before belly dance. After my workout and my shower, I took my car to the car wash.
The shower ended up being kind of pointless because I scrubbed my car good. At one point, I seriously considered turning the sprayer on myself, but I didn't want to be responsible for the trucker's heart attack. He just pulled next to me to rinse off his rig; he did not deserve a hospital trip for being naive.
I also managed to make a little progress on a piece I'm working of for a short-short contest. I think I'm going to title it "Love (and Death) in an Elevator", but I'm not sold on it yet.
And, by the time all is said and done for the night, I should have another five pages done on my "In the Dark" rewrite.
Throw in cooking dinner and I was insanely accomplished today.
I went grocery shopping before belly dance. After my workout and my shower, I took my car to the car wash.
The shower ended up being kind of pointless because I scrubbed my car good. At one point, I seriously considered turning the sprayer on myself, but I didn't want to be responsible for the trucker's heart attack. He just pulled next to me to rinse off his rig; he did not deserve a hospital trip for being naive.
I also managed to make a little progress on a piece I'm working of for a short-short contest. I think I'm going to title it "Love (and Death) in an Elevator", but I'm not sold on it yet.
And, by the time all is said and done for the night, I should have another five pages done on my "In the Dark" rewrite.
Throw in cooking dinner and I was insanely accomplished today.
