Inspiration is dead
My God. It's 12:19 a.m. and I've been working since 6 a.m.
Yesterday.
The Girl Scout cookies are lonely.
"Because he was born on the cusp between Cancer and Leo—which is to say, drawn on one side to the hermit’s cave, on the other to centerstage—he both craved the familiarity of a private, personal domestic space and loathed the idea of being fettered by permanence or possession. At least astrologers would attribute the ambivalence to his natal location. Someone else might point out that it was simply an acute microcosmic reflection of the fundamental nature of the universe." Tom Robbins
8 Comments:
Egads! A tired writer and lonely Girl Scout cookies! What is the world coming to?
Get thee to thy cookies and milk, and then hie thyself to bed, woman!
- M
Good lord Jemima! What are you waiting for - get yourself some GS cookies and then get to bed.
Does this mean that you can now go out and play?
Diane
PS - are they Thin Mints? I love the Thin Mints.
my trefoils were lonely yesterday too, so i made myself a lovely latte and kept about half a sleeve of them company.
the thin mints are waiting in the freezer at home for just the right moment.
I always buy the Thin Mints, but I don't really like them that much. I prefer the Samoas, probably because they're the worst for you.
I like Samoas too -- and yes, they are the worst for you, but no, they are not around all year, so indulge!!!
And get thee some sleep, woman!
A fellow thin mints hater! I thought I was alone in this world.
To be clear, I don't HATE them, as I thin it's impossible to hate a cookie (except maybe for the effect it has on one's thighs). But I don't really like them that much either.
Thanks for the reminder of the 6 boxes I have in the back of the cupboard! Time to break out a box tonight!~ YOU WORK HARD!
I ate a bunch of cookies for you. You're welcome.
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