Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Now the Crossing Guard Knows Me Too
I remember now why the only reason I was productive my last year at Michigan was because I had a graded deadline. Life has been picking up, the new job, socializing (finally), embracing the crazy traffic patterns of Jersey. I don't know if it's because writers indulge in anything that helps them procrastinate or if it's because I take the Zach Helm approach to writing. But either way, I've hardly had guilt pangs about not writing all this past week.