Back to work.
I am trying any wacky thing at this point to boost my productivity--aromatherapy (tangerine! white ginger! green tea!), gem therapy (amethyst bracelets!), music (desk-dancing to guitars!), chocolate (mmmhazelnuts), exercise (uh... let's try the walk later, when it's not raining)... Vladimir suggested just enough booze to get me giddy, but drinking generally just makes me sleepy. This is counterproductive at best. I suppose I could always go out and score some coke like the big writers, but that hardly seems worth the effort. All of this is ignoring, of course, the fact that eventually you just have to roll up your sleeves and get down to slogging through it whether you feel "productive" or not.
P.S. Now I dead from cute.
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