The Third Sunrise
OK. Let's take a glance at the day-timer (might I point out is Moleskine brand, I might perish without!):
>Correspond/E-mails this actually takes a while
>Edit, finish and publish Healthyplace.com blog. Be very thankful Ritalin works and I can sit still. And I don't shove it up my nose. People do this.
>Research an article for psychcentral.com. More coffee. Miss cigarettes like I miss falling in love.
>Make complicated outline for article this involving New York Times and citations and important stuff.
>Edit this. Thank Ritalin again. Coffee. Miss cigarettes. E-mail it--fingers crossed they like it--because it's a fantastic topic/concept.
>Edit my resume aka add new publications.
(this is a !@#$ boring post, sorry)
>Scream at the cat for scratching shit.
>Take the dog outside to take a shit. Decide I do not want to be seen so put a cute hat on and sunglasses but without contacts. And I am legally blind without them. Run into people. Curse under breathe. Dog shits, I spend a few minutes searching for it, I can't see without my contacts dammit.
>Decide to write in this blog but had interesting ideas.
>Try to figure out that goddamn SEO, keyword crap. Give up.
>More outlines for jobs. Invoice jobs.
>!@#$ing miss cigarettes
>Post on twitter (direct quote):
OK. This is crude. I warned you. Why is a condom brand MAKING !@#$ING ICE CREAM? "Mmmm Trojan ice cream, it'll set the mood" What the hell!
People actually like my crude comments. But I "tweet" stuff about mental illness too. Fun!
>Remember how much I !@#$ING LOVE Augusten Burroughs. Re-reading one of his books last night. He is so !@#$ great.
>Wonder why I am censoring my expletive's.
>Organize filing cabinet.
AND FINALLY.....EDIT MY BOOK AGAIN. FOR THE LAST TIME.
>Miss cigarettes x 100
Get more nicotine gum (I MISS CIGARETTES MORE THAN WINE!)
pay stupid bills
by expensive $100 dog food
think about why I wrote such a stupid blog
write a cheque for the pet trainer who did not help very much
OK I'm done.