rawr, hiss
I haven't cleaned the coffee machine in a week and I continue to make coffee in it. This makes me--despite previous vehement vows and affirmations--exactly like every adult I've ever known. Add to this the fact that I do not have frosted pop-tarts and Mountain Dew for breakfast every morning, I live with a boy and work in retail, and I have pretty much broken every vow I have made since childhood.
I'm also getting absolutely nowhere with my "novel". I know it's rubbish, and I knew before I started it would be, but I'm finding "it would be awesome" not a sufficient reason to write pages of shit instead of, say, level my druid to 70 or watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Especially since I have acquired a TV that does not fall in half every time someone pushes power, and doesn't change channel when someone pushes volume, and doesn't have a fat pink stripe down the left side as some kind of misguided attempt to distract me from its multiple other issues. Though these middle episodes of Season 7 of Buffy have been sorely lacking in fabulous dialogue and a plot that actually moves, I want to get it the hell over with so I can watch Angel. I was promised Spike/Angel canon!slash, but only if I finish watching Buffy first.
Another reason to rationalize the Quitting of the NaNoWriMo is today I discovered that one of my co-workers is actually a novelist. Sure, no one has ever heard of him or read his books, but still. And I know you have to start somewhere, and not everything is roses, and it takes tenacity and a strong will and moral values, and shut up! I'm going to watch TV.
I'm also getting absolutely nowhere with my "novel". I know it's rubbish, and I knew before I started it would be, but I'm finding "it would be awesome" not a sufficient reason to write pages of shit instead of, say, level my druid to 70 or watch Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Especially since I have acquired a TV that does not fall in half every time someone pushes power, and doesn't change channel when someone pushes volume, and doesn't have a fat pink stripe down the left side as some kind of misguided attempt to distract me from its multiple other issues. Though these middle episodes of Season 7 of Buffy have been sorely lacking in fabulous dialogue and a plot that actually moves, I want to get it the hell over with so I can watch Angel. I was promised Spike/Angel canon!slash, but only if I finish watching Buffy first.
Another reason to rationalize the Quitting of the NaNoWriMo is today I discovered that one of my co-workers is actually a novelist. Sure, no one has ever heard of him or read his books, but still. And I know you have to start somewhere, and not everything is roses, and it takes tenacity and a strong will and moral values, and shut up! I'm going to watch TV.