20
Nov
2008
The “D” Word
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Category: The Life of Me |
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It’s 2.41 a.m. I have an article due in less than four hours, but all I want to do is climb into bed and ignore any sentence that has the word “deadline” in it. It’s at times like these, when sources disappear on you, the words refuse to come, and the editors have memorized your phone number, that you wonder if becoming a crocodile wrestler wasn’t the saner career choice.
There are less exciting ways to earn a living I’m sure, but as of this moment, I can’t think of any.
Good thing I stocked up on strong black tea.
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