What do I want to say?
What do I really want to say?
I’m not ready for that, either, so I’ll tell you things I don’t mind saying:
1. It [this] is tortuous.
I made sort of my own rule (I know, I know, I “learned my lesson” about ghost rules last week) that this wouldn’t just be one hundred daily words on what I did today.
But today, all I did was write my thesis and fester.
Or, write my thesis to not fester.
That’s rather productive if you ask me.
[Oh good now I can breathe]
[…for now]
Mary's One Hundred 