Beautiful disaster

Dear Diary,

I dived out of bed seconds after waking up, ass naked, and ran out my bedroom door. I knew (hoped 😳) my brother was at work already, and for some reason, that motherfucker didn’t wake me up this morning like he usually does. Of course, this wouldn’t normally be a problem, but I forgot to set my alarm clock last night and had a slew of things to do, so sleeping in was the worst possible thing that could have happened.

But you know me. I’m rabidly focused when push comes to shove. I do my best work, become my most productive, when my back is against the wall.

So, after almost burning my left titty on a cup of coffee, I swan-dived into my task list, writing on Voyeur: Season 1 Episode 5 for over four hours (I’m on Act V, the last Act of the book!), tore through my tasks, wrestled with Amazon (still) over the cover of the paperback version of When Daddy Was Away, and even woman-handled some surprise complications that erupted along the way. Oh, and I socialized with quite a few of you on Twitter and Tumblr.

In short: I had a blast. And I even managed to do most of the things I needed to. My day could best be described as a beautiful disaster, with the emphasis on beautiful. I still have things to do, but I’ll knock those out immediately after this entry.

And then I plan on soaking in a hot bath and reading my latest manga, Virgin na Kankei.

What are you guys reading? Seriously, let me know!

(Just so you guys know, I’m going to work on keeping my entries short, because I know the last thing you want to do is read a long, multi-chaptered post. So, I’ll work on condensing everything into a handful of short paragraphs. You’re welcome. 😊)

As always, thanks for reading.

I love you all.

#Alexa

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