Pretty Maids All In A Row

So, I got that website thing finished and the two people who were fighting all the time are out of my sight. I was blad for the paycheck and the work and everything but they were bothering me with the love/hate shit.

Anyway, don’t laugh. I told myself that I would accept any freelance work that came in and so I have agreed to ghost write a book about a guy trying to be a thug. What have I done? This reminds me of that movie CB4– suburban rich kids trying to be street. Oh well. It’s work. I dont care. I’m going to work on it for a bit, be back later.

PS-Happy Birthday to Heather!