A great man once said, never tell me the odds. For now, I rather not know how many days there in the week. How many people aren’t dead yet. How many words do I need to catch up in NaNoWriMo… around 700. “Will Gets Very Math.”
Sunday, November 22, 2020
Gospel 144 ~Will Gets Very Math~
To Will:
I AM a Billionaire right now, and you’re still wondering what day it is. SIGH, I can’t say I envy you. You know, each week I want to leave you with hope. However, today you feel somewhat between “Fortunate Son” and Tom Petty’s “I Won’t Back Down.” Then you can throw in NPH from Starship Troopers, who said something to the tune of this. It’s simple numbers; they have more. Everything and everyone is coming up with numbers. Only you know which one really concerns me about you.
Okay, as we get into my many failures this week, let’s keep in mind that we are on a time crunch here. You have 23 minutes before WWE’s Survivor Series. It ain’t like you’re going to watch all of it anyway, seeing as how today is for Walkers and Empties… TWD. However, must I remind you that you aren’t dead yet. Neither are you suicidal, but you are definitely envying the dead right now. Of course, that’s the wrong thing to say during the days of Coronavirus, COVID-19. Hell, even wishing for death is somewhat acceptable. Not what you’re doing when it comes to “Sinning The Cherry On Top.” Can you imagine if such trash was allowed to be published? Well, first off, it has to be written, and how is that going? I know even with 2000 words, you didn’t make Six Impossible Things:
- I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
Failed (Day 001 No Fap) - I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
Failed - I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
Failed - I AM Catching Up With My NaNoWriMo Novel “Sinning The Cherry On Top.”
Failed - I AM Writing A New TWD Guild Intro
Failed - I AM Finishing Succubus Lord 4
Completed
Should you continue to be selfish. Maybe you should add in the rest of the world and its numbers. I swear if it wasn’t the spammers, every side is fighting from votes, viral, and of course, violence. You might prefer that to the days of actual Hell that await, biblical. Hotdogs don’t seem to be appeasing the Dæmon, and at what time did he get his last meds. Oh yeah, he also needs his nails trimmed. Why don’t we spend some money on black jeans so his Dad can continue to hold down a job? Humiliations galore await you, friend. Yet I’m still going to give you Six Impossible Things when you only need one. From the show that started it all, “The Walking Dead.” JSS Just Survive Somehow. It would help if you got some sleep or food, a shower but Six Impossible Things:
- I AM Keeping It In My Pants (Day 001 No Fap) Real Girls Are An Exception
- I AM Always The “Father” My Dæmon Deserves
- I AM Sending Gulp Off To Be Published
- I AM Catching Up With My NaNoWriMo Novel “Sinning The Cherry On Top.”
- I AM Writing A New TWD Guild Intro
- I AM Finishing Succubus Lord 5
You’re not a caveman or a homeless one. Endure and Survive, FOCUS, Do Whatever It Takes. Will Gets Very Math.
I Will Have No Fear