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Well, today is the start of Fuck Food Month, hereafter refered to as FFM. My weight on our extremely cheap and unreliable scales was 14st last night, and my last meal was a mushroom pizza. I woke up this morning thinking about breakfast and found the only thing I could find enthusiasm for was the nuts. I like nuts. It’s the first few hours and I mustn’t be hard on myself.
Bambi VI is reaching its dramatic conclusion. I have no idea how saving Lady Taylor--Bambi’s mother--is going to save the world and heal Bambi’s psychological wounds, but it’s going to be interesting to find out. I have today set aside for reaching the last sentence, and then writing it. My actors haven’t been feeling settled and the sooner we all know how it ends, the sooner we can all relax.
SPM #6 has been proof-read, and the corrections sent to our layout guy. (I’m sure he has a proper title, but I haven’t a clue what it is.) It’s a bit much to expect him to have it back to us today, given that the corrections were only sent last night, but I’m still going to be a bit disappointed if Allegra doesn’t receive a final copy tonight.
Now, back to Bambi. Urgh, I want a cup of peppermint tea to go with my writing. What do I get? Water. It’s okay. It’s fine. I’m going to come out the other side a more enlightened, aware, better human being.
If I don’t achieve Nirvana by the end of the month, I’m going to have some very serious questions for myself.
Bambi VI is reaching its dramatic conclusion. I have no idea how saving Lady Taylor--Bambi’s mother--is going to save the world and heal Bambi’s psychological wounds, but it’s going to be interesting to find out. I have today set aside for reaching the last sentence, and then writing it. My actors haven’t been feeling settled and the sooner we all know how it ends, the sooner we can all relax.
SPM #6 has been proof-read, and the corrections sent to our layout guy. (I’m sure he has a proper title, but I haven’t a clue what it is.) It’s a bit much to expect him to have it back to us today, given that the corrections were only sent last night, but I’m still going to be a bit disappointed if Allegra doesn’t receive a final copy tonight.
Now, back to Bambi. Urgh, I want a cup of peppermint tea to go with my writing. What do I get? Water. It’s okay. It’s fine. I’m going to come out the other side a more enlightened, aware, better human being.
If I don’t achieve Nirvana by the end of the month, I’m going to have some very serious questions for myself.
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