I was right about the accident.

Just the other day someone had smashed into those barriers.

Sigh.

Birthday monday went as expected. Hopefully my girl liked it.

Drunks mcgee was here briefly on monday but not sense. I guess he's moved the benders up from starting on friday, to wednesday, to monday.

Word.

To hell with JTB

God damn traffic sucks. I can't believe they put up concrete barriers next to 95.

Its just begging to cause an accident.

stupid city, when can I move to the country?

Damn but the office reeks of alcohol

And believe it or not, its not me doing the stinking.

No, but seriously, someone is coming in here boozing the place up. I could keep a fifth of jack daniels, open, on my desk and no one would notice with the odors floatin' around in here.

Gah.

I need a drink.

New word

While bashing on someone I don't like, I came up with the term, Artism.

People who think they're artistic, but are in fact, functionally retarded.

I like this.

I don't really care about this blog do I?

My other blogs are way cooler.

This one is like the retarded cousin who sits in the corner and drools and plays with his weiner. No one wants to talk to him, or tell him it'll be ok.

Well, little blog, its not going to be ok. You're like my dog. A bygone from another era that I just really don't care about, but you still continue to exist.

Fuck you blog. Fuck you to death.

Sigh, Another new blog...

At night, I do my damnedest, to find a good solid three hours with which to write fiction. Thanks to a supportive wife, a head full of ideas and the loving embrace of bourbon, I am usually able to accomplish this feat.

I decided to sign up for one of these infernal blogs at about 8 this morning.

It is now 12:44 in the afternoon, and I've only now come up with a blog title that didn't exist before.

That's right. I spent almost 5 hours trying to come up with a title. Words written today in my novel?

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