So, I have a 1700 word editorial due tomorrow for Pork & Mead, and I am sick.
Like, called-out-from-work-already-this-week, irreconcilable hacking-cough, can-barely-speak, Nyquil-chugging, Mucinex-popping, wonton-soup-only diet, sick. I am writing from bed today... Hopefully my friends Christmas Cactus and Green Tea with Loads of Honey will help me meet my deadline!
So far, I have not one single little word on the page (but I do have lots to write about..) So, Please: wish me luck!
Wait Aaah! Did I say 1700? I meant 2700!!! Oh no!!!!
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