Dillinger
Guerrilla Ontologist
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It was that kind of day. Everything he did was a disaster. Maybe he should not even have gotten out of his bed in the morning after he awoke. It was all too much so bad that he couldn't even be doing his English writing rightly correct. It was not being a very kind of good day at all in any way whatsoever.
Being a writer professional could at times like these times be a definitely difficult hard career job when one could not even at all write or think or speak or even write in a proper correct sort of useful way. Being creative on demand as an everyday all the time expectation was often sometimes a very frustrating experience ordeal. Some days it just did not even pay to come in to work on days like this day was. Some days one just could not at all even correctly write proper.
Like this today for example.
Being a writer professional could at times like these times be a definitely difficult hard career job when one could not even at all write or think or speak or even write in a proper correct sort of useful way. Being creative on demand as an everyday all the time expectation was often sometimes a very frustrating experience ordeal. Some days it just did not even pay to come in to work on days like this day was. Some days one just could not at all even correctly write proper.
Like this today for example.
