Chocolate Milk...

[queenoftheskies]

Makes things better.

I hate going shopping (ANY kind of shopping) on Sundays. It's so much more crowded than Saturdays. People are so much more rude...both shoppers AND people who work at the stores.

Today, it was the people working at the stores that did me in.

I am soooo ready to scream and smack people.

I hate feeling like this.

And, all the standing in lines did BAD things to my back and hip. Bad, bad things.

So, I'm going to write. I wrote this morning, but not on the project I'm supposed to finish next Sunday. Brain suddenly decided there were some other things important this morning.

I still have 46,000 words to write on my olympic_writers project. Heh. I keep reminding myself that I have written 50,000 words in a week before and that I have to stop letting work and mean people get me down.

Sometimes, that's hard. Sometimes, it really is.

Lately, I've been internalizing, too, instead of ranting and getting it all out of my system. That's a bad thing, but I think it's probably indicative of the hopelessness I feel with my situation at work. I think it's bled over into the rest of my life as well.

So, I must find a way to tackle that problem. At least convince myself to get it out of my system some way. It's not good to keep everything inside.

Off to write. Off to write.

I don't think I've said it lately, but...

I love writing!