Miss Celanious

        Earlier today I told a very dear friend of mine that she was “a bleach candy after a salmonella sandwich.” I think she took it as a compliment, which it was.
        So, at last count, over 200 people read my LJ and my listserv, possibly as high as 225. I feel as though I’m not properly exploiting this, and would welcome ideas, as well as you telling your friends about me.
        Yes. Tell your friends about me, if you like what I write here. If not, keep shtum, thanks. But seriously, I’m going to write more. Or I’ll kill. Because I’m going to famous. Mildly. Damn it. I am going to have stories published, and people will draw my comics, and my movies will be made. Damn it.
        I’ve been working on a lot of editing, et cetera, recently, so I haven’t been writing as much for you. Sorry about that, and I’m trying to set up a system that will prevent that from happening in the future. I have several things to work on, including the other side of the Taoist priests vs. Dracula, namely Catholic priests vs. a hopping corpse. Somewhere, seven geeks are smiling.

        Sometimes motivation sucks.

        I love all y’all. I say this with NO booze in my system. But History Detectives is about to be on, and I’ll probably drink some whiskey as I watch it. EDIT: History Detectives is not on tonight. I’ll do some editing and then a bit of writing. And I’m starting with a Mandarin Smirnoff Ice.

 
MAKE ME WRITE A STORY TONIGHT!!!

 
        ACT OF KINDNESS OPPORTUNITY: On an entirely unrelated note, a friend of mine very much needs a ride to Chicago on Monday during the day. I can’t take her, as I’m stupidpoor right now – just had to order a laptop on Saturday to replace this computer, which has been shitting its brains on the floor about once every two weeks – and I don’t get sick/vacation days at my work.  If anybody in the C-U area has the day off, I’ll throw in for gas to get her up there.
        She’s meeting a friend of hers who’s coming in from out of the country and really wants to be there when he arrives, and wants to accompany him to C-U without him having to take a train or bus. His plane, in theory, gets in at 12:20pm. So if you have a day off and wanna take a trip to Chi-town with gas paid for, let me know.

        Thanks, kids.

benjamin
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EDIT: I'm not stuck for ideas so much as I am the drive to sit down and fucking write the shit. A full-time job and a low-pay second job (that's really rather fun) makes Jack not feel like writing.