August 2005

And anyway, everyone knows men are smarter.

Because it’s Friday!!! Wooooot!!!

In any case, I sure did sleep well. Dead day at work today. Should have some ranting up soon.

I know it is quite early to be thinking of Christmas, dearest Santa Claus, but I’ve been lusting for many things for the last two years that I don’t seem to know how to aquire for myself. I suppose I have not recieved them as yet because I’m not a very good girl, but you

Ok. I’ve reworked all of my novel writing schedules so the two books I’m working on will get done on time. I’ve fallen behind on my schedule, and I need to get back on track. This means a whirlwind writing weekend over labor day. And here’s some breathing space, courtesy of New Zealand:

A Farewell Letter to Viagra guy: Good bye, Viagra guy. Congrats, good luck at your new job! I sure as hell am glad you got hired on somewhere else. I do not envy your new coworkers. Oh, hurrah, I shall never have to listen to you again at 8am on a Monday morning trying to

I used to make fun of my roommate, Jenn, for the number of books she kept on her queen-sized bed. Last time she cleaned it off, she came back with a count upwards of 50 hiding in the sheets. Now that I’ve switched from a single to a queen and shoved everything into a much

“my view is that writers need to go everywhere. You need to put your hands into as many pieces of life as you can. You’ve got to go to the whorehouse or the ball game or the prison or the nightclub, it doesn’t matter. You’ve got to go everywhere. Because otherwise you don’t know enough.”

I am so tired. Wow, it’s only Wednesday!

Rick Moody, author of literay book The Ice Storm, had some advance copies go out for his new book, The Diviner. The cover was a “garishly illustrated blaze-orange cover depicting a shirtless, Conan the Barbarian-type warrior standing atop a mountain peak, a shield in one hand and a forked branch lofted, spearlike, in the other.”