+ Pitch, pitch, pitch, pitch, pitch. I have a zillion stories I want to write, in addition to those I’m writing and editing for DigBoston. I need to find them good homes.
+ Try not to rip the head off of the next person who crosses me, as the emotional typhoon that was the first few days of this week plus the fact that I just got over a 4 shows/4 days marathon plus the fact that I just SMASHED MY FUCKIN’ RAYBANS ON THE FLOOR OF THE WASHINGTON STREET DUNKIN’ DONUTS has me at my wit’s frayed end.
+ Book a hotel/hostel for Jess and I in Copenhagen and southern Sweden, as June is going to show up before I know it.
+ Do some vintage research for Vegas. I know it’s Vegas, but I feel like the city would be crawling with discarded rhinestones and second-hand Chanel bags with cigarette holes burned in the straps or something. That and I want an Elvis t-shirt.
+ Take some time to go for a walk before Friday morning.
+ Knock it off with the impulse purchases—I’m going to Scandinavia in June (an obscenely expensive part of the world during its obscenely expensive high season) and I’m saving up to buy a record player, I don’t need another pair of sunglasses.
+ Oh wait I do because I destroyed mine.
How’s your Wednesday?
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