Saturday

Got insomnia?

Whatever!  Stop your complaining and cheer up.  Need help?  Look at this:

  He’s dishy and I’m spoony.  We’re a perfect match!  And speaking of perfect matches, check THIS out:

 Why, yes.  That IS Colin Firth drenched in coffee.  I did say we were a perfect match, no?  Here I am, so tired I want to die, and into my life comes coffee with Colin Firth!  (I don’t need no stinking half and half.  I want whole man in my coffee, please.)

And because I have nothing else to say, now that I’m having torrid fantasies involving Colin Firth and an espresso machine, here’s a meme I stole from Beth, because if Beth can steal it from Lyvvie and Lyvvie can steal it from Chick, than I figure it’s mine for the taking.

You’re feeling:  Tired, and very worried about the book I’m writing.

To your left:  A walk-through closet that will someday be my wine cellar.  Beyond that, the pantry and the five steps leading up to my kitchen.

On your mind:  The book, the book, the damn book, and three repeating questions I keep asking the damn characters who inhabit the damn book: Who are you?  What do you want?  What is the worst thing that could happen to you?

Last meal included:  A cocktail.

You sometimes find it hard to:  Sleep.

The weather:  Overcast and cool.  Rain expected later.

Something you have a collection of:  Books, shoes, evening gowns, and jewelry. 

A smell that cheers you up:  Clean sheets, fresh air, the German’s skin.

A smell that can ruin your mood:  Vomit.

How long since you last shaved:  Yesterday.

The current state of your hair:  Long and straight (I love my flat iron!).

The largest item on your desk/workspace (not computer):  My whiteboard/cork board thingie that is leaned against the back of the desk, behind my laptop.

Your skill with chopsticks:  Excellent.  I learned chopsticks before a fork, because I lived in Taiwan as a child.

Which section to head for first in a bookstore:  Romance.

Something you’re craving:  Sleep, and in lieu of that, coffee.  

Your general thoughts on the presidential race:  Canada seems a lovely place to live.

Favorite place to go for a quiet moment:  A bicycle ride.

You’ve always secretly thought you’d be a good:  Actor.

Something that freaks you out a little:  My book is due in 8 weeks.  (This freaks me out more than a little, actually.)

Something you’ve eaten too much of lately:  Chinese food.

You have never:  Gotten a tattoo, shaved my head, or dated a three hundred pound biker named Pedro.  I’ve also never written a best selling novel, had my work made to film, bought my dream house in Key West and a flat in NYC, and had a dog named Dave. 

You never want to:  Lose my sense of fun and excitement, my hopes and dreams.

(Something else I’ve never done):