That's the reason you call it work?

In case you forgot, I've been a giant waste of space for the past week. Today was nothing different. After a delicate round of hitting the snooze button until noon, I found myself driving my girlfriend home in a rather intense storm. The beach was flooded and it was near impossible to see the inlet. So I drop her off, get some Kona coffee from Wawa, come home, rinse my car off and step inside to change. Feeling rather inspired to write, I decided to put it off like a douche bag so I could finish unpacking my college shit. Good idea. Because I ended up doing that until 8pm and then going to the bar for a little while. Now here I am, in the mood to write, but can't focus my eyes onto the keyboard.

You may ask yourself... "But Glen, why is this even relevant to my interests?"

I guess it's not. But mainly I suppose I'm reaching out for help. Because I need to sit down and start this second story in my series for the book I'm working on. My goal is to finish the manuscript by the time I graduate. Whatever. It just blows when you sit down and have the want to write but just can't. I have too much going on. I hate multi-tasking.

But if you want to know what I've been so busy with for the past few days... I have been working hard on improving Lo-Fidelity for everyone. This issue is going to be our best yet. We are trying to set up a street team, design some graphics for stickers and tshirts, and still read all submissions in a timely manner. This is of most difficulty when you yourself are trying to write and produce words that make sense. Yes? Yes.

That is all. I don't know. Tah Tah.