benchilada: (Bird People)

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I should not be allowed near a credit card and domain-buying websites when alone at three a.m.

A while back some friends and I tried to come up with names of websites you would be completely terrified to click.

Now, thanks to poor impulse control and help from [livejournal.com profile] bobbo_y_bobbo, I have done something with my best answer:

What The Hell Just Came Out Of My Ass Dot Com?

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The magnet on our fridge always seemed as though it were talking about something so very far away.

January 20th, 2009: Bush's Last Day In Office

Come on, Barack. Do this proper.

Good luck to all of us.

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benchilada: (Automat)
Gonna be at a lake Saturday through Monday--but it'll probably be raining most of the time--and I think The Interwebs are slow there, but it'll give me time to draw more heroes and write more for you.

I will drown you in content next week.
You'll get a post or two more before I vanish into the ether.

Also, if I can get caught up on Every Damn Thing in my life, I'll get back to people on their e-mails, stories, et cetera. But as you know, I'm so freaking busy and so freaking forgetful that I'm terrible at communication stuff. Maybe without regular internet access, I'll actually catch up on some e-mails and leave the resonses sitting in the outbox until I plug into the tubes again.

Right, extra sorries to [profile] jimmahgee and [profile] spasmsproject.

Yeah. I suck.
A few short stories are kicking around in my head right now. My agent/my mama has a few sent off to some magazines and online publishers to see if my shit smells pretty enough to serve to others.

The new laptop is full of fine, and I'm working on getting it ready for a three-and-a-half day trip to Sedona, Arizona, where Sara's father is getting married. I've got about 22 hours to complete my work on it before we leave. I'll be using it to finish an edit for DrMaster and writing in my spare time. On the airplane. Which I hate. Time for the old "double whiskey with my Tourette's meds" trick to KNOCK MY ASS OUT.

I think one of the new stories is going to be a Fuck With My Art story, where I'll be asking you all to participate in rewriting/illustrating/putting-to-music/etcetera one of my shorts. This will be the third one I've done, and the results just keep gettting more and more The Awesome.

On a side note, I need more sleep. Or the ability to keep getting by on three hours a night without dying.

Back to work, with a quick break to read a little more Phillip K. Dick...

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