I'm not sure why I chose to do the killer first sentences whiparound the same day I was slated to tape a podcast, attend two meetings, and confab with two writers about revisions.
It's my own fault I'm now lying here hoping some sushi swims by.
I didn't prep a post ahead of time, and at 7:28pm I can't formulate sentences.
If you want to throw out some ideas in the comment column about how to Thwart the Fort(i) I'm open to suggestions.
He's bested me no matter how conniving and cunning I thought I was.
This is really getting embarrassing!
Help me out here!