mid week blues

so BossLady came in yesterday to ask for additional written bits to my manuscript and I had to say no. then I had to ask for a deadline.
I have had the intention of writing at home, but there are so many distractions there that my procrastinating streak becomes dominant. So now I am back at work, trying to ignore all those around me while not becoming the ultimate in Hoary Bitchiness.
I did tell TSB that he should call me "HB" for the next couple of months, since that is what I am turning into.
I was going to spin last night as my cool down for not being uber-grad student, but the emergency call came for maternity clothes shopping. That's right, QB is preggers. SC and I saw the little bugger's ultrasounds and many is HE an alien. And while shopping was nice, it left me more cash strapped than I have been in a while, since I just HAD to get a dress for my niece AND some shark jammies for the mutant alien incubating in QB. I really need to not do that. I don't even have the cash to send off the dress to the niece until next week. The way I justify it is that none of it was for me.
I am now about to embark on another couple hours of frustration... er... writing. really, all I want is a really big coffee. maybe coffee before I start writing...
ciao