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Oh, for pete's sake, will somebody please tie me down to this chair and make me write? I'm finding two thousand and forty-seven reasons to do anything but, and not even one of them is remotely productive. But if everybody would just stop posting to live journal, I have to say, there'd be way fewer distractions.

The Canucks lost the game last night which sucks fantastically, but being the brave little toaster that I am, I soldier on. Not with the writing, apparently, but I soldier nonetheless.

Why isn't "pouty" one of the mood options, I ask myself. And why don't I have a pouty icon? Must rectify. Another excuse to postpone writing, perhaps.