"Is this your wife? What a lovely throat!"
Wow, all this writing about cats makes me want to get one of my own. Damn you, NaNo! *raises fist*
So. What should I name the cat? It's only gonna keep the name for a few pages anyway before.. Plotty Stuff™ will happen. It's a male black Norwegian Forest Cat, if that helps. (Or I'll come up with something myself and then it'll have to suffer a horrible name like the poor hamster tentatively called "Snoozle". See? I SUCK AT NAMES! PLEASE THINK OF THE KITTEN!)
...anyway, I'm rambly in all kinds of writing. I've reached 10 pages now and not much has happened (though she's not still in her apartment though, suain XD) I knoooow, I should've written at least twice that, shut up, I'm getting there, and if all else fails I have the dares (many of which actually fit perfectly nice into my plot, such as it is. Heh. Scary)
And maybe I should make a NaNo-filter so you won't have to read about this crap. Lemme know if you don't want to read it and I'll play around with the settings her, mmkay? (If you don't speak up I'm gonna assume you want to read about my misery, hah)
So now I'm hungry, which means maybe I should get something to eat, only.. fuck, I need to go shopping, which means I have to get dressed, and I like my pajamas, *wangst*. But I need to send sis her damn Barda-tachi DVD anway or she'll hurt me plenty ok. though I'm pissed off at her right now so I don't wanna >:E So I guess I'll have to go out in the *bleep*ing rain anyway.
Ooooh, I want apples. The crispy green ones. *____*
Edit: Oh, yeah I had a dream too.
I dreamt I was about sixty (complete with ugly short curled hair, ugh, of course) and looking for a meaningful way to spend my free days. Soooo for some reason I had forgotten all about the glory of anime, video games and internet, and instead I decided to sign up as.. a sort of.. you know, extra granny? Take care of teenaged kids? Yeah, like hell I would do that, now shut up. So anyway, the fourteen year old boy assigned to me was a complete bastard and kidnapped me (he had a gun!) to a rundown house where the walls were covered with stalker-esque pictures of some young girl. Really freaky.
And all of a sudden another little kid, this one about 10 years old, showed up, and wanted to make sure I didn't cry because of the horror. I just stared at him and gave him a banana and told him to shut up, I'm thinking.
I came up with some devious plot to get out of there. Unfortunately I don't remember the details but it was probably really cunning, yeah, a la McGuyver at the very least. The last thing I recall from the dream was running across a football field with that tiny kid in tow, while I shouted profanities to the teenager following us.
One of the Nano-dares was to include all dreams I have during november into my novella. Hah! Good thing I'm writing them down here then.
So. What should I name the cat? It's only gonna keep the name for a few pages anyway before.. Plotty Stuff™ will happen. It's a male black Norwegian Forest Cat, if that helps. (Or I'll come up with something myself and then it'll have to suffer a horrible name like the poor hamster tentatively called "Snoozle". See? I SUCK AT NAMES! PLEASE THINK OF THE KITTEN!)
...anyway, I'm rambly in all kinds of writing. I've reached 10 pages now and not much has happened (though she's not still in her apartment though, suain XD) I knoooow, I should've written at least twice that, shut up, I'm getting there, and if all else fails I have the dares (many of which actually fit perfectly nice into my plot, such as it is. Heh. Scary)
And maybe I should make a NaNo-filter so you won't have to read about this crap. Lemme know if you don't want to read it and I'll play around with the settings her, mmkay? (If you don't speak up I'm gonna assume you want to read about my misery, hah)
So now I'm hungry, which means maybe I should get something to eat, only.. fuck, I need to go shopping, which means I have to get dressed, and I like my pajamas, *wangst*. But I need to send sis her damn Barda-tachi DVD anway or she'll hurt me plenty ok. though I'm pissed off at her right now so I don't wanna >:E So I guess I'll have to go out in the *bleep*ing rain anyway.
Ooooh, I want apples. The crispy green ones. *____*
Edit: Oh, yeah I had a dream too.
I dreamt I was about sixty (complete with ugly short curled hair, ugh, of course) and looking for a meaningful way to spend my free days. Soooo for some reason I had forgotten all about the glory of anime, video games and internet, and instead I decided to sign up as.. a sort of.. you know, extra granny? Take care of teenaged kids? Yeah, like hell I would do that, now shut up. So anyway, the fourteen year old boy assigned to me was a complete bastard and kidnapped me (he had a gun!) to a rundown house where the walls were covered with stalker-esque pictures of some young girl. Really freaky.
And all of a sudden another little kid, this one about 10 years old, showed up, and wanted to make sure I didn't cry because of the horror. I just stared at him and gave him a banana and told him to shut up, I'm thinking.
I came up with some devious plot to get out of there. Unfortunately I don't remember the details but it was probably really cunning, yeah, a la McGuyver at the very least. The last thing I recall from the dream was running across a football field with that tiny kid in tow, while I shouted profanities to the teenager following us.
One of the Nano-dares was to include all dreams I have during november into my novella. Hah! Good thing I'm writing them down here then.