Something About a Chicken

I'm sitting at the table, reloading the same five pages over and over again. Jer is watching "Robot Chicken."

Hello, Friday.

I played World of Warcraft again on Tuesday night. It's been, hm, months since I last played. I already feel the familiar WOW itch, the familiar WOW burning. I wonder where I left the familiar WOW ointment.

Tomorrow I'm going to a class on publishing your work at Bellevue College. I've done some research on creating eBooks, but not enough. Mostly because I haven't written enough yet and didn't see the point. Then I decided, heck, why not?

And I really can't argue with that kind of logic.