Philip K. Fantasy
The ongoing adventures of Philip K. "Fantasy" Peters (teenage D.A.R.E. brats really do want his Dick) suffered a blow when, this morning, I checked my email, to find a rejection slip from Futurismic. This does not really discourage me, QA is neither one of my best, nor one of Ted's best, pieces of writing. I'll have to run some searches, to find a market that we haven't tried yet. Even markets that only pay 1 cent a word can begin to build a fan base, though I had to withdraw it from ASIM, because of the insults they sent me on "Fragile Eggshell Mind". But then, they're an amateur publication, so you can expect their editor & volunteer readers to act amateurishly.
I did do a lot of writing yesterday, though I'm also still playing around with Hot or Not quite a bit. I don't feel attractive. I know Trish loves me, I know Kimothy would love to love me, but Kan't, but I still need to prove to myself that women like me, so I seek out fantasy friends on the web.
After Trish left for work, I started to play a lot of cassettes, simply 'cause I haven't used the machine in ages, & there's a lot of good music there that I haven't heard in ages. I continued to play them while Trish showered, thru supper -- b-b-q chicken, an experiment on my part -- & up to the point where she finished cleaning. We watched One Tree Hill on the CW, which I hit on channel surfing, but Will & Grace followed, & I must say I'm disgusted. After they try to show the humanness of Mr. Fruity, they turn around & poke fun at the mentally ill. I'm not watching this show any more.
I slept well on only 2 temazapam. Trish has the day off today, wants to sleep in, but I didn't wake up until almost 7:00.
Today we're planning on going to the bank, irregardless if the Layout is open or not. We have to check out some buckadingdongs for the weekend, including money for a pizza. Trish will do her TA with Car-girl today, which frees me up to write for awhile. I need to generate more conflict in the end of TC/MR, & do have an idea how to do it.
I did do a lot of writing yesterday, though I'm also still playing around with Hot or Not quite a bit. I don't feel attractive. I know Trish loves me, I know Kimothy would love to love me, but Kan't, but I still need to prove to myself that women like me, so I seek out fantasy friends on the web.
After Trish left for work, I started to play a lot of cassettes, simply 'cause I haven't used the machine in ages, & there's a lot of good music there that I haven't heard in ages. I continued to play them while Trish showered, thru supper -- b-b-q chicken, an experiment on my part -- & up to the point where she finished cleaning. We watched One Tree Hill on the CW, which I hit on channel surfing, but Will & Grace followed, & I must say I'm disgusted. After they try to show the humanness of Mr. Fruity, they turn around & poke fun at the mentally ill. I'm not watching this show any more.
I slept well on only 2 temazapam. Trish has the day off today, wants to sleep in, but I didn't wake up until almost 7:00.
Today we're planning on going to the bank, irregardless if the Layout is open or not. We have to check out some buckadingdongs for the weekend, including money for a pizza. Trish will do her TA with Car-girl today, which frees me up to write for awhile. I need to generate more conflict in the end of TC/MR, & do have an idea how to do it.
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