Jiro is a bit of a 120lb distraction when I’m trying to write, but he thinks he’s being helpful.
As Morale Officer around here he takes his duties “seriously”
Yashi, on the other hand, issues a flat denial:
“No, you will not be using this machine any time soon. I don’t care how far you are off your word count. Now fetch me another blanket.”
Eventually, I manage to do a perfectly serviceable job of providing my own source of distraction by deciding I need to organize my photo folders when I can’t find something where it should be. I find this photo out of place and waste another few minutes introducing it to the internet.
And then I reveal that I may in fact be a vampire.
Yep. I was productive with my quiet Saturday.
Autistic Wordpainter 