Archive for June, 2009

Just a little bit of silliness. Please add to the list too. :) BTW, this list is inspired by a pair of my own.

You know you need to throw away a pair of your underwear when:

1. the once opaque material is now see-through;
2. they started out with a crouch, but now you don’t have to take them off to go the bathroom;
3. the elastic band crackles when you stretch it;
4. they are so holey you aren’t sure which ones to put your feet into;
5. safety pins are keeping the seams together;
6. you are using them as a halter top;
7. there is a hole where the skid marks used to be;
8. you haven’t worn size 5T in 20 years;
9. My Little Pony/Batman just looks a little weird on a 30 year old;
10. you had to add a drawstring to keep them up.

You are more than welcome to disseminate this list as long as you accredit it to the authors and link back to my/their site(s). No links to porn sites please! And no porn sites.

A workaholic?

Author: Marci

Today, as I sit here alone in the house, I wonder: am I a workaholic? Am I? Well, um, yes.

You see, my daughter and husband are over at my IL’s house right now, and I am at loose ends. What to do with this time? It’s Sunday. I should relax, but I am on my computer working instead. Oh, it’s a bit lackadaisical, but I am still working. I’ve been writing copy (very poor copy no less) for the New Voices competition website. (I am co-chair of EPIC’s New Voices competition.) I have uploaded some new titles to a few distribution sites. I keep checking my email. So, I haven’t done any heavy work, but nor can I just sit and relax. My dining room table needs to be cleared. I could do that. I could, but I won’t. My coffee table is once again covered with paper. (I am an online publisher. One would think I wouldn’t have so much &*$#% paper!) I could clear that off, and I might. It’s beautiful outside, a balmy 74 degrees. I could be out in the garden pulling weeds. It just doesn’t appeal.

Instead, I sit here, my butt glued to the couch, on my computer. Somehow, I can’t seem to tear myself away.

Perhaps I am not so much a workaholic. Perhaps I am just addicted to the computer.

Sigh… Maybe I need a life beyond my family and my publishing houses. LOL