Saturday Playhouse redux
Oct. 21st, 2006 07:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperance...So I got home from rehearsal at half-past five, and I have done those things that I needed to do, and now is the time when I could sit here and get down and dirty with the novel for an hour or two.
And y'know what? I'm not going to. I'm just not. Let![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
davidbarnett win the race; let hours fritter themselves away to nothing between my fingers, no achievements recorded, no words-on-page. I am going to lie on the couch and play with the cat, if he will consent to being played with. If not, no matter. Pfft! to the cat. I shall read a book. I shall watch television. I shall cook dinner and eat it. I shall very likely open another bottle of wine, to accompany one or all of the above. This house is a playhouse too, it is not only a workhouse. This has just become a day off.
Pfui!
And y'know what? I'm not going to. I'm just not. Let
davidbarnett win the race; let hours fritter themselves away to nothing between my fingers, no achievements recorded, no words-on-page. I am going to lie on the couch and play with the cat, if he will consent to being played with. If not, no matter. Pfft! to the cat. I shall read a book. I shall watch television. I shall cook dinner and eat it. I shall very likely open another bottle of wine, to accompany one or all of the above. This house is a playhouse too, it is not only a workhouse. This has just become a day off.Pfui!