Hot Fies and Unicons (fo some eason my key isn’t typing in the title line)

It’s 6 p.m. I sat down to write a poem at 3:30.

This is what I have accomplished:

  1. Kill a bag of Andy Capp’s Hot Fries. I love the oven baked crunch.
  2. Plan a Lord of the Rings themed wedding with my betrothed, Jac Forsyth.
  3. Drink three adult beverages.
  4. Listen to two Ray LaMontagne albums.

Oh, the life of a writer. It’s Fred Savage, folks.

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