Wednesday, October 27, 2004

Writer's Block

The scene: my desk.
The action: writing a proposal for a final paper.
The drama:

Me: *types*
Computer: *displays what is typed*
Me: Well, it's a sentence. It's not a good sentence, but it's more than I had.
Me: *bangs head on desk*
Desk: *hurts head*

I know exactly what I want to do for this paper, but I can't get the fucking words on to paper because I'm so damn afraid the professor(s) are gonna hate it.


Dear Self-confidence,

COME BAAAAAAACK!!!!

Love,
CJ

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