The day of my ascendency
Yeah, it's my birthday. I got a box of jelly beans, a video game and a Lamy Studio fountain pen in brushed steel. Like this.
It's totally hot. And another story has settled around my temples and refuses to dislodge. I want to get it out quickish, so that I can get on with the novel making. My impatience is legendary.
Okay, that's all you're getting out of me today. The heat's off at work, and frankly it's a little difficult to type in these conditions. I may just end up humming most of the day.
6 Comments:
Happy birthday, Timo! Yeah, I got nothin' better to say. Just happy and whirly carnivals and confetti. Mmm... messy!
Happy birthday to you! And you got a story idea as a present! Who could ask for anything more? Well, maybe a royalty check...
Happy birthday! If I had any money, I'd send you a real gift. Instead, I send you shoddy fiction to critique.
Ha-ha-haaaaaa!
I'll do splitcoil one better and send you nothing. It's not that I don't have any money, so much as... well... I'm just a jerk.
Happy Birthday and such.
Jerk!
Happy belated birthday, Tim.
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