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[the_siobhan]

Aright, I did laundry, did workout, did shower, did dinner, did dishes. Am now on my second beer.

I open this years writing session the same way I have every other year. By asking the question, what shall I write about?



My post of the rules from last year.

Comments

[dissectionist]

Fairies should be involved in some way, preferably of the very queer kind.

[elusis]

I am two white wines in, and on the last third of my paper. I'm unclear whether I put more wine in the fridge but it seems early to move on to whiskey sodas.

I think you should write about bathtubs.

[the_siobhan]

I always forget you're three hours behind me.

[elusis]

Well, it's just come dinner time over here! (OK it would have been dinner time an hour ago but just as F was finishing the tuna steaks, the guy who owns the house next door knocked on our door to say he'd locked his keys and wallet in the house - he's renovating it by hand, a little bit at a time - wondering if he could use a phone to call his wife to come get him. Somehow the choices came down to "we get him a taxi but he has no wallet" or "F drives him home" and I voted for "F drives him home while I keep grinding and keep the tuna steaks warm.")

So now I think you should write about keys.

[elusis]

I have had dinner, a third (?) wine, and a whiskey. An hour of TV, and patted the cats. I'm piloting this ship home no matter what happens between now and the time the fog descends. You should write about the things that live in the cracks.

[the_siobhan]

That is SUCH A GOOD ONE and my brain is really struggling. I'm either drunk or tired. Drired. Trunk.

[elusis]

I too am trunk and dierd.

I took a break for soda water after the whiskey.

I have a couple of 'grafs left on the things the field loses when it doesn't ask critical questions about weight bias.

I feel this question will go well with mezcal.