Ahhhhhh, the feeling of having written. It's a good feeling, I really hope my muse don't decide to up and leave me, right now he's really cranking out the inspiration and I am loving it!
Something odd happened today, I was writing along, happy to have finally met Mitch after hearing about him off and on, although I was NOT too happy to have to meet him under the circumstances...not pleasant ones that is for sure. When in between wallops to the stomach he decides to ask me "why in the heck are you calling me Mitch? Don't you watch my news reports at all? And if you're just going to stand there and watch me getting the crap beat out of me, you could at least call me by my name. It's Phillip." So I had to find and replace all the Mitch's and now I have a happy Phil...well not really since I left him suspended to rafters in agony, with a bunch of thugs demanding answers from him between punches. :( Sorry Mitch...er, I mean Phillip.
Well I made the most yummiest seafood chowder ever! It was done early so I set it aside until it was time to eat, but it kept calling to me, and so, I caved. Shouldn't have but I had a few bites of the deliciousness and yyeee-ouch, burnt the very back of my tongue, practically down my throat...now my tongue feels all weird, almost fuzzy.
It's almost time for the Easter bunny, are you ready?
~R
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