It was partway through the afternoon when I realized it was Bad Attituesday. What else could it be? Oh, well, I suppose it could be a lot of things. I was going to write a short essay on some ponderings I’ve had lately about bad moods (what, computer? Isn’t “ponderings” a word? I’ll be damned). Now I feel too tired. Oh, so I guess it’s Tired Tuesday.
I just ate part of a yummy sub Steven ordered from Carney’s Corners. There is nothing like good food to take the edge off a bad mood. And there is nothing like the realization that I have to keep my bra on and go someplace later to put the edge right back on. But there is no point in bitching about it; I said I would be in the play, and I will graciously accept any applause that comes my way.
Oh dear, this post is kind of going in all directions, isn’t it? I did do some real writing earlier today. I MIGHT have a murder mystery to write soon, so I started writing one. I got almost two pages of notes written. I think I have some pretty good ideas. Writing these murder mysteries really plays to my strengths as a writer. Or my weaknesses, depending on how you look at it. I would go on about my strengths, but this isn’t Toot My Horn Tuesday, now, is it?
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