My brain and I are having an argument:
Me: I just wanna go to sleep. No writing tonight...please?
Brain: Hell no. You'll just fall behind.
Me: But I promise I'll write tomorrow morning--tons!
Brain: Right...I remember you saying that before. I don't believe you.
Me: ::grovelling:: Oh please great brain I'll do anything.
Brain: ::rubbing temples:: C'mon you have like 800 words to go for quota.
Me: I know...that's why I should get tonight off.
Brain: No deal. Jean is whomping our butt and I wanna get ahead.
Me: Fine. Just give me some good music and I'll do my best. But don't expect it to be good.
Brain: I never did.
Yeah...so I nearly gave up tonight, but my brain won't let me.
I need to write tomorrow morning so I get over quota and get a well deserved break. I needs that soooo much!