Attempting to Write: A Brutal Confessional

I have now officially mastered the art of bating...er..."writing", and by writing, I mean actually not getting anything accomplished. Literally nothing. I'm supposed to shoot some content tomorrow and I have not begun to even think about writing it. I have, however;

1) Checked Twitter 1.5 million times
2) Spent at least an hour wondering if it's not too late to attempt a career as a rock star
3) Listened to the same song on repeat 40 times
4) Cried
5) Cried some more
6) Drank three beers

Well, if there's one thing I have learned it's that I'm a micro-blogging, pie-in-the-sky, rock n roll depressive alcoholic.

I guess that means I'm fit for a career in the entertainment industry after all.