Pencils down, please
My hand really hurts. I just spent twenty minutes writing with a pencil and my hand really hurts. The writing is atrocious: pencil is smeared over the entire southeastern portion of the page (thanks to the coffee induced shaking which has persisted for 3 days . . ), the 'eraser' (nice try Thom Yorke) did nothing but smear my mistakes across the page like a child fingerpainting, and each sentence gently slopes downward because I can't write in a straight line. AND, my hand still hurts.My handwriting is a hybrid of capitals, cursive, italics, and 'regular' letters. Someone once said my handwriting looked like comic book handwriting. I hate that person. But I really like my handwriting and take (some) pride in it. To be totally honest, I cross t's and scribble ing's better than you.
My hand still hurts. I guess that's why computers are good. They make your wrists hurt, but just a little.
Damn it. The pencil shavings just spilled all over the carpet. Where are the cleaning peoples when you need them? Hola? Donde esta?
posted by Anonymous @ 9:11 PM
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I once tried to give up "writing" for Lent. It didn't work out so well.
Me at the bank: "I'd like to cash this check please."
Teller: "You need to sign your name on the back."
Me: "YOU sign my name."
Teller: "Um..."
Me: "Fascist."
Why do the cleaning people in this story have to be Hispanic? Merry Maids is an EQUAL OPPORTUNITY EMPLOYER, bitches.
Yeah, I know what you mean. It's been ages since I've written something in pencil.
your mom is a cleaning people.
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