Yes, this is the ultimate distraction. I put all my toys away now. I laughed, I cried. It was bittersweet. Priorities you know. I have a lot to do--a lot. A book to get out, two to write. I am tapped to do two more...I cannot afford to be distracted by...what was I talking about...oh, right...this....man...or whatever he is.... (I could do this for hours...) God, he really is distracting...I wonder if that’s like a second gig he’s got? No? He’d get paid well if it were. I need to get laid...or drunk (don’t drink, right..)...something...how about I donate to a blood bank...(I weigh too little...) okay...uh,what the hell is wrong with me?
Yep, they were right, he’s distracting...
Just shoot me now...I can’t get over the distractibility level this guy has. Does he do this a lot? Anyone? @peonies-and-poppies. He has yet to ruin my life, but he has obliterated my sex life from now until death.
Whoop, there it is....
Okay...I’m done now....I hate those eyes....They are a distraction..I wouldn’t admit it in a 1000 years... @fortunatelyclevercandy..there he goes again...
I could have sworn you had another book to write. Food for thought--write it. That’s Joe. He keeps me focused...
...Because this is what I have to live with for yet another year, two more books, and 300 + more pages...I think I’m gonna like it here....
