I have a problem with writing now and cannot do it. I am unable to do things. I will finish the story about the girls that I am writing for Hijacked Amygdala. I will not finish that story today. I will not do anything today but I will pretend that I did things today. I am incapicitated. Total inertia! Who is your favorite writer? What would happen if…

The problem is that I am having a problem with writing now and cannot do it and would you call back later, thank you for understanding. I will be there on the third, maybe I will be there on the third, in a carraige drawn by the black waddling ducks of Riverdell. You will look for me, won’t you? Do look for me then. It’s not a small thing to come and see you, when what I want is green curtains blocking green trees and waking up every nine minutes with another horrible, horrible.

Good. For me it’s ok.