where are the black pants?
should I go to the RWA conference? What will I get out of it? Will it be worth the necessary drug fog? if I don't have a book out this whole freaking year, why should I bother with the conference?
if I don't go to this middle school concert, will my child be scarred forever? Will I? Why do they schedule so many concerts anyway? Who's idea is it to have so freaking many concerts?
what's wrong with simultaneous submissions and why do I feel slightly guilty now that I've pushed the submit button? I mean it's not like I didn't warn them about each other, is it? and it's not like they're going to buy the goddamn books anyway, are they?
Why is the dog ripping her fur off again? Isn't that new overpriced dog food enough?
where the FREAK are those black pants?
Why can't the kid wear khakis for the concert?
and hey, oh no, where are the black socks? Who'll help me get that black sox song loop out of my head now that it has started up?
Why can't we have leftovers for dinner? Why do I have to cook something new?
Will it rain? Should I water the new things I planted?
Who took the goddamn black pants?
Why did I eat all those thin mint cookies?
Why'm I so grouchy?
Who hid the muthafricking Black PANTS?