ulanmaya
20041020
  the wimp in all of us
i hate bemoaning the fact that my editor won't print my story.

coz i have no reason to think so.

he's never EVER done that before.

well, now he might.

coz, yanno... ionno. i disappeared, but now i'm back, and right now i like to think it's my crazy mind talking.

actually, i think that all it is is that i went right to work after flying in from washington DC, and while here i'd let my papers pile and my work stagger a bit so i can write the first draft of my masterpiece feature article.

voila! dedication. mwahahahaha.

and now i have holes in my article which i know i can very easily fill if only i get outta here and into my suitcase where my books and cards and notes are. yes, it means creating my very own chaos, my version of hell. it means my wallowed wait until people respond. agonizing until my article is actually printed!

grrr.
 
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