tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696126386168661766.post3080893678433199375..comments2023-10-09T07:04:49.539-07:00Comments on Writing: Glenfiddick, in case you were wonderingfranzyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02400212989359954521noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696126386168661766.post-71458664617550759652010-05-14T01:28:00.550-07:002010-05-14T01:28:00.550-07:00Explanatory treadmill?
Rambling scope?
golden schm...Explanatory treadmill?<br />Rambling scope?<br />golden schmolden...<br />Get a warm scarf wrapped around that sore neck, do those neck exercises, you know the ones where you turn your head in a slow circle then turn back the other way a couple of times, walk around the room once or twice, ignore the siren song of the whisky. Stare at the ceiling for a moment, that's where inspiration lies if I remember correctly from my (largely wasted) school days.Riverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14794655013673748992noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696126386168661766.post-8404542921605341922010-05-13T23:19:29.605-07:002010-05-13T23:19:29.605-07:00Nuh-uh.
Coffee coffee coffee. First and last.
But ...Nuh-uh.<br />Coffee coffee coffee. First and last.<br />But never after midday and so there you see I'm screwed at night time.franzyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02400212989359954521noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4696126386168661766.post-85459420516301770572010-05-13T19:44:06.075-07:002010-05-13T19:44:06.075-07:00Hell yeah - though my muse is always chocolate. An...Hell yeah - though my muse is always chocolate. And Love Chunks. And possibly a good glass of red. Not necessarily in that order.Kath Locketthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09677312773827236567noreply@blogger.com