The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly
Good
I woke up at 3:00 this morning and lay in bed hoping the reflux would just go away and leave me alone. I always get this when I have too much cheap tequila, a picadillo tamale, a hazelnut mocha, and a slice of marionberry pie. Mostly, though, I think it's the marionberry pie because I can have the other three and nothing happens. After thirty minutes of feeling like I was going to vomit (I DO NOT vomit. I've vomited less than ten times in my life and have no desire to do it again.) I got up and turned on the ol' laptop. No use in wasting time lying in bed in pain. Might as well get up and type in pain.
Four hours later, I've got 3,555 words done on a new short story. It's about two college guys who've known each other for years, but don't discover they're in love until a crisis hits one of them. Donny Mitchell is about five feet tall and looks like a twelve year old, until you get up close and realize he might be older. According to Donny, David Peterson is "... what you
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