I'm having a devil of a time coming up with something to write. I'm tired -- been itchin' for a nap since around 2, but I was a trouper. I am a trouper no longer.

Been trying to set a six-paragraph quota on these things, of late. Fortunately, single-sentence paragraphs still qualify, so there's an easy out. I like easy outs, especially since most of my days consist of working on comics, and not a whole lot else. Journalism is a career you can talk about, always somethin' happening there. Creative writing, stuff only happens in your head, and there's no guarantee it even makes sense.

And -- gah, that brings us back to me not being able to think of anything to write for this. I dislike, on principle, writing about whatever I watched on television in the evenings (though I'm not gonna STOP, mind you -- gotta have a fallback). What else is to say? It's cold, it's dark... I don't even have any decent dog stories to tell.

Psst! Hey, you!

You know what the next paragraph is?

It's number six.

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