Sweating with Sven…3

Sven says — Step it up! At this pace, I’m going to need a grand slam and a head first slide into home plate. Sounds painful. I hate when Sven uses sports metaphors. I’d rather do ball squeezes with my thighs. Ouch!

Elen

6 thoughts on “Sweating with Sven…3”

  1. I’d rather just lay on my couch and spew forth brilliant prose for my scantily clad, buff, male assistant to transcribe for me. Barring that, I’m going to type my little fingers to the bone and meet my goal through perseverance. But the scantily clad, buff, male assistant would be a nice reward…

    You write, woman! I know you can do this. You’re dedicated, persistant and talented. I on the other hand cannot spell 🙂

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  2. You can do it, Elen! Hang in there… You need to promise yourself some nice reward when you reach your goal. Maybe you could get Keziah to send one of her scantily clad hunks round when you meet your target? 😉

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  3. Keziah,

    Who cares if you can spell. Surely, that scantily clad, buff, male assistant could do it for you. You are neck-deep in perseverance, honey, for sure. 🙂

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  4. Portia,

    You’re thinkin’ exactly what I’m thinkin’! 😉 Now, that’s an incentive. Sven doesn’t know much. lol

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  5. Some days those words are so coy it drives me nuts! But you’ll make it, just kick it into overdrive and Portia is right – bribing yourself is a good way to get progress made.

    Lauren

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