First night at work I didn't crack open a school book, and it was everything I could hope for- boring. lol As soon as I could settle down and concentrate on writing, I realized it was grocery day and more work had to be done. I even did a little sweeping to appease the Camera Gods. They are ever watchful of me, and I think they can see me turning around to send text messages... hmm... hopefully they don't see the phone and I will be in the clear! XD

Stories being done at work might be postponed since I want to sketch something out, some real art, for my mother's present on Christmas. I always feel shitty at gift-giving. It has to be perfect and meaningful or I just won't get anything at all. I'm slowly resenting the Christmas season more and more, the older I get. There's no magic in many things for me.

Still, I don't believe in ruining other people's fun. Just give me my 'medicine', and I'll bring the Christmas Cheer.