Writer's Block: Memo to Myself
8/10/09 10:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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1) Kill that guy your sister is going to marry. Trust me, it will be worth it to do the time. Here, you hold the gun while I get the axe.
2) Have a lot more sex. Refractory time is a bitch.
3) Don't worry, you're not going to kill the kid. Really. And try not to drop her in the crib like she's a football.
4) Seriously, when people say they like you, they mean it.
5) fucking five dollars a week, you cheap bitch--you can spare that much into your savings.
1) Kill that guy your sister is going to marry. Trust me, it will be worth it to do the time. Here, you hold the gun while I get the axe.
2) Have a lot more sex. Refractory time is a bitch.
3) Don't worry, you're not going to kill the kid. Really. And try not to drop her in the crib like she's a football.
4) Seriously, when people say they like you, they mean it.
5) fucking five dollars a week, you cheap bitch--you can spare that much into your savings.
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8/11/09 03:38 pm (UTC):)
Go to college. For fuck's sake. Go. To. College.
And don't let Cat have a freaking credit card.
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8/14/09 03:32 am (UTC)junoir college and tech school 'cause I was impatient--should have gone on. And in my case, don't let Roxy have a credit card, oy!! Hence my impoverished, cardless state now.