On the Twelfth Day of Christmas,
my true love gave to me:
Twelve Job Applications,
Eleven Rejection Notices,
Ten Medical Bills,
Nine Unfinished Drafts,
Eight Failed Laptops,
Seven Lousy Book Titles,
Six Extraneous Characters,
Five Better Writers,
Four Crying Children,
Three Agent Restraining Orders,
Two Missed Conferences,
and my dinner in a pear tree.
I think I will alternate between the two versions all week. Thanks, Lupe
ReplyDeleteDe Nada.
DeleteOh no. Not this. I like the other one better. ;)
ReplyDeleteI like to keep my options open.
DeleteSincerely,
2.1.1 Version
*sigh*
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amy
You forgot the hard drive crashes...
ReplyDeleteI figured Eight Failed Laptops covered hard drive crashes.
DeleteSincerely,
Viral Voodun
Ha! Can't wait to hear the 2.1 of Auld Lang Syne!
ReplyDeleteHa! Can't wait to hear the 2.1 of Auld Lang Syne!
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