Here I go again. Another stream of consciousness writing exercise so I can finally get my ass in gear. I really should get Internet... driving to Sertinos to hang out on FB which is what I do at work, is pretty fucking pointless. I could have stayed in bed way longer. Meh. I wish I could just write something! Argh!

I want to be on vacation.

Well I'll never get there if I don't get my ass to start working right fucking now. I'm seriously considering a new career. One that doesn't require being creative at 6 in the morning. Or being anything at 6 in the morning outside of the house.

What about housewife? Mother? Teacher? Dog-walker? Freelance?

How about just wife?