A night on the town.
To thank him, I took Mr. Fix-It out to a movie. Psycho Podiatrist. I gotta say, it was alright.
I started working on my very first novel, “The Raven and the Writing Desk”. Writing books sure takes a long time. I hope it pays off. Sinda and I are living off of Cool Whip and string cheese.
Working on my writing skill at the library today. My next door neighbor won’t stop listening to Taylor Swift’s new song on repeat. Like what the honeybee! It doesn’t even have a bassline!
Logan’s right. I’m sick of dividing up my time. This two week’s notice thing is a bunch of bullsugar.
Alice: Hi, Mr. Wittman? It’s Alice. I won’t be in tomorrow. Or EVER AGAIN. I quit!
Logan: Sheesh Al, you passed out in the hallway again. You’ve got to learn how to divide up your time better.
Alice: Sorry Logan. I bet you’re getting pretty tired of having to carry me home, huh?
Logan: More like I’m getting pretty tired of seeing you unconscious all the time. There were a bunch of morons out there pointing and laughing.
Alice: Well, to be fair… I’d probably do the same thing.