This is Alexa’s assistant Natalie. Alexa is currently passed out from drinking like a whino with something to prove, so I am writing this entry on her behalf. I took a picture of her comatose and intended to post it for kicks, by my better half (her brother, JC) would not let me.
Perhaps I will keep it for blackmail.
Considering I came into work late (around 6 PM) I do not know much about how she spent the majority of her day, save that she was writing and polishing up Amore for its solo release. As soon as I walked in the door, she practically swamped me with what she calls monthly author tasks, whimpering that she couldn’t possibly complete them all and write what she wanted to at the same time.
She whimpers a lot, that one.
So of course, I did my job, weeding through her myriad of minuscule tedium’s that she insists must be done on a recurring basis and completely ignored my fiancé while she sewed up the chaos of her latest and greatest release. When I came to her to inform her that I was finished and intended to spend the rest of the night with my betrothed, I found her passed out and surrounded by empty cans of flavored alcohol, her computer filled with pages of random gibberish.
She had fallen asleep on her keyboard.
So, I decided to play the role of a good friend and post an entry for her, though it took me nearly 30 minutes to figure out how to do so. Luckily her computer saves the passwords to her website, so I was able to log in without much difficulty.
I am still not entirely sure how this works, so if this does not post correctly, blame her.
Goodnight, Alexalites. I have a fiancé to mollify.