Unwilling hermit

2004-05-08 - 12:42 p.m.

No writers showed up at the writer thing today, so I spent an hour eating a hamburger and scribbling in a notepad, looking either like a complete loser with no friends who has to write to himself to keep from losing his mind to loneliness, or like a writer who doesn't need friends because he will be rich and famous one day.

I enjoyed it, and I think I'm going to try for a repeat next week...

Now, though, I am going to have a nap, because 5 hours of sleep (the cats also woke me up five minutes before the alarm went off, the bastards) isn't enough for me.

Cheers,

The Magus

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