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Thursday, September 25, 2008

25th September

Today has been pretty shitty. Like yesterday. But, let's ignore this little fact and focus more on some of the other things. Aside from having some major problems at school today involving examinations and re-sitting some of them, and stuff like that, and loads of homework and shiz, today hasn't been that bad I guess. Today was my sister's birthday. She turned eleven. It was super cute.

Today I also did all my homework. I caught up on the TV show I missed last night and was rather annoyed about. It was the last episode, but it cheered me up somewhat. Bittersweet. I also watched the first (double) episode of one of my favourite shows (read as, one of the only shows I actually watch): Bones. Tonight I also found out that the new season of Cold Case starts next week. That cheered me up a little. Soon Thursday nights are going to be nice again. <3

Today I haven't written. I know. I feel pretty bad about it. But, hey, I'll catch up tomorrow. It's Friday, and I'm not doing any homework. I refuse. Tomorrow I will catch up with today's word count, and whenever else it was that I didn't write this week (actually, I think it was Sunday, but whatever). Then I'll have totally caught up and I'm sure I'll feel much better.

A positive outlook, I'm sure, is all that I need. For now, though, I'm really tired. I stayed up too late watching Bones, so sue me. I've been interrupted far too much tonight for my liking, but that's okay. When I'm sleeping is pretty much the only time they leave me alone. I'm going to enjoy it.

~x

posted by Kitty Taylor at 11:00 pm

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I'm a 23 year old female, who spends much too much of her time online, and in the book store. I'm in love with writing, and reading and anything mildly creative, really. In the future I'd like to write professionally, because it's something that I know would be perfect for me, but until I come up with best selling material that will keep me in the moneys, I think I'll just head for whatever I can get. Got contacts in the writing business? Let me know, I'd love to learn more about it.

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And roll my

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Start the car

I know a whoopee spot

Where the gin is cold

But the piano's hot

It's just a noisy hall

Where there's a nightly brawl

And all that-

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No, I'm no one's wife

But, oh, I love my life

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That Jazz!"


Kitty's blog is entirely fictional, and not based on anything real or otherwise. Oh hell. Who am I kidding? it's hard cheese facts of life. This is a NaNoWriMo (and other various writing-related) journal, to see more about this visit www.nanowrimo.org