cornerofmadness

I go to type the piddling amount I actually have done for the Back to School ficathon (which if it's not late it'll be a shock to me) only to find part of teh hand written story is AWOL. I've search everywhere and can't find it.

Tried to read the stuff for my writers group and most of the new people are into writing essays. I can't begin to describe how i hate reading those for the most part.

Then I have to go grocery shopping. Evil Little Dog asks, this won't take long right? No, it shouldn't we don't need much. And it didn't take long until we got to the car put in the groceries THEN notice my tire is flat. Not just a little flat but pancake flat. Luckily Geico got a tow truck out there fast because while I CAN jack up the arm, I can no longer remove the lug nuts from the tire. There's a big fat phillips head screw in my tire. I'm eyeing the idiot neighbors with all their trash all over the street. Guess who loves research AND typing time getting her tire patched.