*looks at calendar* T_T

New Year's Eve is boding ill for me, it seems. :P The parents just showed up with a ton of salsa, cheese, and chips. That would normally be a good thing. Yay nachos, right? Apparently, they also bought alcohol and alcohol-additive products. Ugh. First the WriMos with their TGIO party, then that one day at Bryan's, then the WriMos again with there ( Read more... )

I'm going to bed now. I've watched a ton of TV, gotten my boyfriend to admit that he wants to be spanked soundly, decided that I kind of want the state of my neck to be noticed tomorrow by people who would be disgusted, and played with the dog on his birthday. Tomorrow I'm getting up fairly early, will continue my attempts to catch up on TV and ( Read more... )

This is fucking stupid. I did all the math. It was all right. I had, earlier today, 50,249 words. I try to validate?

40,066. What the fuck is that shit?This is the second year in a row that I've had issues with their validator, and I do not have the patience to write another 10,000 words just to make their fickle piece of machinery happy. I wrote ( Read more... )

God damn it. I already said on the forums that Bryan and I are going to go to the TGIO party, but now I don't even think I really want to. I don't want to go and get food or beverages or whatever. I don't want to go and get lost on some part of the city and in some neighborhood at night. I don't even know these people; I certainly don't feel like ( Read more... )

Check 'em out, yo. I haven't validated yet because I'm at "work" and don't have all of the documents with me. But there you are. I'll make sure it validates (it didn't last year, which pissed me off), and then send off the last part of this section to Bryan who will tell me it sucks ( Read more... )

Hey Bryan. Check your e-mail. I'm getting close to being done.

Bryan, there's something in your e-mail. In case you want to or have time. No pressure.

I think this whole alcohol thing is driving a wedge between the Vegas WriMos. On one hand, you have people like Josh and me who are too young, people like Rick and me who would prefer to not be around such things (he's a recovering, apparently (I personally think this is the reason for the 12 pounds of chocolate and 50 bajillion liters of Pepsi ( Read more... )

I've been here an hour, I've made two cables, and my left forefinger and thumb hurt a lot. Already. :( So... I'm going to take a slight break before I lose patience and actually make my fingers all bloody and bruisey.

I kind of want NaNoWriMo to be over. I miss IyM. I miss reading. I miss not feeling guilty for playing my game.