just stuff
Feb. 21st, 2005 10:50 pmI get to call the student loans tomorrow and tell them to default me. Whee fun. There goes my credit...for life. This will always be there. no sense in even trying to do good. It won't matter. On the upside my lawyer says I'm non-collectible which means they can't get a dime out of me because I'm way too poor. Can we say this week will suck?
On another note, on the way home (of course they wait until I'm in the car on a lonely country road where I can't pull over and take notes) two new characters jump up and tell me about this YA novel they want me to write. Uh huh. Really now? You don't say? And you two are....and why should I listen to you? What makes you think I want to revisit high school on your behalf?
And I'm in need of a beta for a Connor/Angel father/son story set about 6 years post NFA (with a healthy dose of Giles, Buffy and original character plus a few suprise baddies) if interested let me know. THanks. This will be a longer work. Need to get off my butt for the CYA thing too.
Oh and I dare anyone to use this in a vintage Buffy or Angel story (I could so see Ethan here provided I could figure out a reason for him to be in Wisconsin). I know where this place is. I've seen it from the outside. I'm dying to see what it is like now. Even if you're not tempted to write a story, please, peruse this website because it's good for a giggle. I give you the grooviest hotel in the United States, The Gobbler
