frustrations

Frustrations Abound

>1) My supposed 60 day trial of Office 2007 on my new netbook, locked me out after about 10 days.

2) I don’t have the external drive or the software with me, so I’m writing in Wordpad — a real pain in the ass.

3) I keep trying to use my netbook like a laptop and it keeps freezing up. Not enough compu-neurons to have eight windows open and running at once…ding-dong.

4) I’m so totally fragmented I can’t get in touch with my characters.

5) Everytime I start to write, I get interrupted.

6) Trying to write at work is a complete and total waste of time. There may have been a once-upon-a-time when I was able to do that…not anymore. Just too damned busy.

7) My Twitter acct is posting my tweets to both my personal facebook and my writing-related facebook pages. I can’t figure out why and it’s making me freakin‘ crazy.

8) This week is dddddrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggggggg.

9) My back hurts. My feet hurt. My arms hurt. My legs hurt. I’m exhausted. I don’t want to work anymore.

10) And…drum roll please… I’m PMSing.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

>Frustrations Abound

>1) My supposed 60 day trial of Office 2007 on my new netbook, locked me out after about 10 days.

2) I don’t have the external drive or the software with me, so I’m writing in Wordpad — a real pain in the ass.

3) I keep trying to use my netbook like a laptop and it keeps freezing up. Not enough compu-neurons to have eight windows open and running at once…ding-dong.

4) I’m so totally fragmented I can’t get in touch with my characters.

5) Everytime I start to write, I get interrupted.

6) Trying to write at work is a complete and total waste of time. There may have been a once-upon-a-time when I was able to do that…not anymore. Just too damned busy.

7) My Twitter acct is posting my tweets to both my personal facebook and my writing-related facebook pages. I can’t figure out why and it’s making me freakin‘ crazy.

8) This week is dddddrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaggggggggggiiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnggggggggggg.

9) My back hurts. My feet hurt. My arms hurt. My legs hurt. I’m exhausted. I don’t want to work anymore.

10) And…drum roll please… I’m PMSing.

Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr.