Hmm... what to do, what to do. I'm getting bored with all this vegetating.
You could work on me.
No, I'm on break.
You're only shooting yourself in the foot. The due date won't change no matter how long you take a break.
Maybe I'll do some leisure reading.
I'm warning you, every bit of work you don't do now you'll have to do in a frenzy later on.
Shut up! Why can't I just relax? This is a vacation!
You know you can't relax while I'm around.
Get the fuck off my back!
Early April, assface. Early April. That's when I have to be finished. How much of me have you completed? Thirty draft pages? How many more could you have done? How many more could you be doing right now?
But... I-
That's right, bitch. You can't eat, sleep, or even think about something without me there. You're mine.
I swear, when you're finished, I'm going to kill you.
Ha! We'll see. We'll see.
~Halcyondream~
i've started talking to it