Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Batting a thousand

I just got back from the post office. I took four packages of stories published this year on RevolutionSF with me to mail off to various editors of various "Year's Best" collections for consideration. Because that's the kind of nice editor that I am.

When all the packages are stamped and ready to go, and it's time to pay, I find that my checkbook's empty. No checks left. No problem, I'll use the check card to pay. No check card. What? No driver's license, either.

Crap. Crap. Crap.

Now Playing: splitting headache

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