I had something to say yesterday (when I accidentally fell asleep and was almost late to work *makes a face*), but today I apparently have nothing. Isn't that the breaks?
Today I'm quite seriously thinking of calling in "sick". I mean, sick of work counts right? *blinks* It doesn't. Well hot damn. I still have about five minutes to decide what I'm going to do (and the guilt will probably poke me into getting up in the next five minutes), but, for now, I'm going to dream (of the impossible).
What's your favorite thing to do whenever you play hookey?
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A little bit of everything: from rants about all subjects, to random quotes from my life, to excerpts from my book(s?), to visits from my many characters. Welcome to my life and my insanity. Pull up a chair and enjoy yourself.
About Me
- Name: Daphne Turner
- Location: Illinois, United States
Since the "Harvard of the Midweset" gave me my release papers, I have been callously thrust into the real world. Never one to tolerate reality for longer than necessary, I retreated into my own world and (finally) wrote a novel. I'm hoping there will be more, but who knows? After all, my dream position, Dictator of Newfoundland, could magically open up, and I'll have to move on to other things. Until then, join me here for mischief, mayhem, and magic.
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