Lost: one Muse. Goes by the name "Elusive Bitch."

I really, really, reeeeeally don't want to do any work today. Which isn't too different from any other day, its just that today the ennui is hitting me especially hard.

Meh.

It's my "Friday" as I have the rest of the week off, and I feel like celebrating. I've got some stuff I have to do though. I should probably get that out of the way first. Then there's some stuff I'd like to do, of which this is a start.

I might have to save it for another day though. I just got off the phone with Office Lady Who Talks Waaaaay Too Loud. She asked me very nicely, "WHERE'S MY [insert work thingy here]? HAVE YOU DONE IT YET? YOU SAID YOU WOULD."

"Well, honestly, I didn't think you'd be back from vacation until the new year. So I conveniently forgot about it. Now if you'll excuse me, my ears are bleeding. I think I'll go find a tissue."

She's going to call me about thirty times today. I just know it. :(

How am I supposed to get inspired for my next writing class if I'm stuck doing work? And I really need to get inspired. I realized this morning that I start the new school quarter in less than a week and holy crap I wanted to have a story already written and I haven't even started and arrrrrrrgggggggh....

I thought I had a month! Well, I did, technically, a month ago. Then WOOOOSH time flew by and now its gone. Time that is. And my muse. Actually that bitch has been gone for awhile. I'll be needing to pop out a story for workshop in a couple weeks and I have no story ideas floating around in my head. That is NOT a good sign.

Also, Jack, you can stop emailing me any time now. Today is a day to find free online calendars for my printing pleasure inspiration! Not more work. Thank you kindly.