Sound the trumpets, wave the flags, and find the lube!
I have finally, fucking finally finished this book. *woohoo!! happy dance!* It was great–back in May when I started it. Then it was ok and then, well, *yawn* But, I’m on a finishing-things kick these days so that’s enough said about that. (It WAS good if you really care. Just went waaay too slowly for me. Remember, Joey likes LOTS of coffee.) Put it on the shelf…and move on. (Yay me! I thought of a good blog site name there. Just humor me…it’s late.)
So I’m going to be rich, rich, rich I tell you. One of the ideas from today rocks so much! SO MUCH! [INSIGHT: If you don’t already know me, I get excited about things easily.] So anyway, I spent a little time in Photoshop tonight mocking up some ideas, did a little research on current competitors and have some decent idea fragments for a business plan.
You know, all these fucking books I have, maybe I should open a library. Or, a home for wayward ideas/goals. They seem to be homeless (and starving) by the time I get around to them. Wait until you see. I’m going to post a bunch of lists soon.
Crap. There was so much I thought of to write in here today but it’s late and I have to be at work a little earlier than normal tomorrow to prepare for a big schmangy meeting. Plus, I gotta go see what kinda smack d-lo is writing about me.
One last thing that I really wanted to bring up. So how fucking hard is it to find a sharp-shooter driving around a 100 mile “district” picking-off people? I mean, shit, people! See mom, you wondered why I left D.C.
Hmm, guess maybe snow’s not so bad after all.
Originally posted on Blogger when I wrote under the pseudonym pianoforte.