Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I have a major piece of writing due Friday. What that means is that my neck is stiff, my ass sore and my shoulders ache. Also, that I just ate some handfuls of fishy crackers and drank Sambuca straight from the bottle.

Pray for me, friends.

7 comments:

Cherie said...

Oh, well, hey, just make a pot of........coffee!!

I wish you sheer genius and unusual energy to finish your project. Praying for you, friend. If I were there I'd massage your neck and shoulders. Your ass is on its own.

Kimberly said...

May your head be lifted and your shoulders relaxed,
May your ass be comforted and your stomach satisfied,
May the words flow from your writing implement like Sambuca straight from the bottle,
May you feel the prayers of friends and the presence of the Spirit stirring the creativity of your soul.

Deanna said...

Ah, it's a big deal.

I shall pray!

Aaron Stewart said...

"my ass sore"

Let's hope that kind of writing doesn't make it into the final piece. ;)

the hamster said...

"and pray to the good Lord above that you can land this without crashing." - nester

ladies and gentlemen, at this time we ask that you please fasten your seatbelts and place your tray tables in the upright position. the captain has prepared for landing....

Mike S said...

For what it's worth, the Spirit of Robbie Burns told me in a dream(at I think I was dreaming) that Single Malt Scotch is wonderful stuff to get the ink to flow freely. Good luck:)

Angela said...

cherie, don't worry. kimberly has my ass covered. that's a nice thing about what we've got going on here - teamwork.
my ass is grateful to you both and to deanna, too. it's never been singled out and prayed over before, unless of course you count, "ohhhhhhh god. your ass..."
but maybe not.

ah, aaron. what?
snob.

dear hamster,
i think you might be a nut. i like nuts. they go well with bolts, and as i've established above, we are into teamwork here, and that's what nuts and bolts are all about. or details, maybe. either way, i like nuts.

but mike, can you really trust a guy that addresses a haggis?