Chicken

So sometimes my brain and myself do not see eye to eye. I am the responsible one. Brain is not so much. Wrimo ends today. For me Wrimo should have ended yesterday but my attention was elsewhere. Namely fending off brain and his lame idea army. It went something like this:

You know for the sake of your hands you shouldn't write today. Take a day off, relax, enjoy life, yadda yadda.

Not interested Brain, go away.

I have a surprise for you...

Oh god save me, what is it?

Look in the backpack.

/looks and falls due to an anyuresm from seeing a book in there
->Gets back up before new officer notices and tries to decide the best way to kill Brain

Not funny.

I read that book for hours yesterday. I could not stop until I got home where I typed up the measly 3 pages I had to show for 8 hours of work (/sigh) and then had to word war another 3 thousand out. Grand total starting today is 44009. Only 6000 to go. Sweet. Wait...oh crap. The books is back in the backpack.

Gah! I can see that sadistic bastard I call a brain laughing at me. I will finish Wrimo and if you read this there is a good chance I'll be calling the moment I am verified!

Back to Wrimo! Charge!

/hand cramp

/sigh