The Big DumpTruck

Okay, two Nano Novel snippets. I warned you!

“I want people. I would be happy with just a person. Well, one person if that person was a real go-getter. I don’t want a slacker lackey for my person. I would have to trade up for a new person. And that would also mean it was my responsibility to let the bad person go. I’m no good at firing people. Would I have to give slacker lackey a written warning first? “Become a go-getter or you’re out.” What if the warning made him start to screw up the stuff he was doing because he knew that there was no way he could transform himself into the person I needed him to be. Can you see how ugly all of this is getting, and it is not even reality? My God, I’m just better off being a loner nobody. It’s just easier.”

and

“…and I told her that I wasn’t feeling well but she made me come in anyway. And I told her that I might have some kind of eye infection but she didn’t want to hear it and she said as long as I washed my hands a lot and used some of the Purell antibacterial stuff, I would be able to work and not infect anyone else. So it’s on her head if the whole department breaks out in some freaky eye infection.”

I’ve got 3184 words so far. That’s not enough. I think if you spread it out evenly, you’re supposed to write 1666 words per day. So I’m now three days worth of words behind. Yea me!

At least I have something written. And it flows. There’s a hint of a plot, even. Whoda thunk?

It’s still not too late to join in – plenty of people are way behind on their word counts.

Hello, Thursday!

Stopping to get my regularly scheduled blood work (I’m anemic and hypothyroid, doncha know) only set me back about 30 minutes today, just because the commute was so much better. Leaving late has its advantages. I could have shaved that down a little if I had gone a more direct route and avoided two elementry schools and some kind of medical emergency that required an ambulance to partially block the road.

Other than the blood lady doing a really horrid job and making my whole arm ache, so far, so good!

p.s. Dear Spammers: I don’t want an imitation Rolex. Really. I want a real one. Or a Movado. Something with lots of diamonds. Real diamonds. Oh, and I’d buy it in a real store, not from someone who sends me spam emails. Thanks so much.

Well, that’s that. And let me tell you this. When the poop starts to hit the fan this time around, El Presidente won’t be able to blame it on the previous administration. Now they’ll have to take responsibility for unemployment, rising gas prices, etc. This will be a new thing for W, who lived by the rule “the buck stops anywhere but here”.

Americans are in for 4 more years of this administration doing whatever the hell it wants, whenever it wants. They answer to no one. If you object, you are called a traitor. We aren’t allowed to ask the tough questions – the man won’t hold any press conferences. He surrounds himself with only people who agree with him. This isn’t a president “for the people”. This is a president who is only looking out for his own interests, and that is just the most depressing thing of all.

Enough about politics, I’m sure some readers are all ready to yell at me for it anyway.

If Bush wins Ohio and the election, I will have lost faith in America. Apparently it doesn’t matter if the smirking frat boy LIED to the country over and over again…he still gets your votes.

I’m disgusted. You are handing him four more years to put us deeper in the hole internationally and monetarily, while his buddies all benefit left and right.

Thanks for nothing.