Thursday, August 25, 2005

Dammit, dammit, dammit!

I hate it when she makes me feel guilty. She doesn't do it on purpose, of course. But she's a much more regular blogger than I, and her writing is fucking awesome. And she's training to be a MASSAGE THERAPIST! Meanwhile, here I am, the professional writer, and I'm not producing jack!

I'm ugly.

I need chocolate.

Hold me.

2 comments:

MzOuiser said...

OH PLEASE. Isn't it true that when you do something for a living it becomes more difficult to do it for fun?

Dr. Zoom said...

(Insert prostitution joke here.)