For those of you who have seen Black Hawk Down, you remember a scene where a support machinegunner is asked to stay back and provide support fire while his squad moves on ahead. When asked why him, his squad leader tells him, "Because you're reliable."
His answer was, "I hate being reliable, man!"
Well, the twerp who was suppossed to be taking my shift on Mondays and Tuesdays has managed to wreck his car in a DWI incident. When the report got back to my boss, it turned out that this was his second DWI. So my relief is probably not long for this job because of this. I'm back to seven days a week, because I'm reliable.
So, in order to keep writing, I've brought a good chunk of my library with me to work to use as reference material. If its quiet, I can get about 4-6 good hours of typing in. So that's my goal.
Sent in a review to a 'zine, hope it gets published. Somehow, I always feel like I'm a quarterback in a football game throwing a Hail Mary pass with a few seconds left on the clock whenever I might get paid for something I've written and send it in. Probably just my inexperience talking.
And for those of you cheering me on with the fairer sex, I give you this conversation:
Her: "You know, when my friends ask about you I tell them that you're my Sugar Daddy. They think that you are fashionably going grey."
Me: "You're not expecting me to pay off your college loans are you?"
Her: "No, I just like having an Older Man around that I can call Daddy."
Me: "You do understand that I've got a daughter that is only four years younger than you and that calling me 'Daddy' might lead me into therapy, right?"
"I hate being reliable, man!"
July 17th, 2007 01:06 AM 