kaciagemini

My bed is strewn with yarn. I'm working on my third mini-scarf of the day.
Words written today: 0.

But hey, House is one in an hour and a half, so the day's gotta be on an upswing right?

ETA:Double-stitch-majigs are interesting. Someone please stop me. *pets the shiny yarn*

I will not go retake until I can figure out which one I missed, I will not go retake until I can figure out which one I missed, I will not go retake until I can figure out which one I missed, I will not go retake until I can figure out which one I missed, I will not go retake until I can figure out which one I missed.

I'm pretty close to my word count for today, so I suppose I should go write my last couple hundred words before I do anything else. See ya later!

Also, I have had too much crack today.

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Evil day of Doom (doom, doom, doom, doom...)

1. Fixed paper and turned in to Eng 300
2. Gave oral report on paper that was amazingly the correct length of time
3. Thought it was a good idea to give said oral report after 4 shots of espresso.
4. Realized the error of my ways. Report was approximately 30% vocalized pauses (Umm....), 60% pure caffeine, & 10% information.
5. Continued to feel like death on legs.
6. Ate soup, the only food type substance of the day.
7. Felt even more like death on legs.
8. Started doing laundry.
9. Watched girlfriend finish Nanowrimo. Yay, girlfriend! Woo! Pretty impressive considering 20K of it was in the last 4 days. (If one missed the memo, I gave up on Nano about 37K words ago...)
10. Decided I wanted to go to walmart.
11. Bought luden's cough drops to stave off imminent death. Yes, I know they don't really help. I don't care.
12. Realized it is now December. Yay-ness.
13. Decided to come back to dorm and die in relative comfort.
14. Remebered laundry is in dryer. Decided to finish typing up lj post anyway.

Let's see, what else did I mean to write about today?

Humorous moment of the day:
A woman came into work this morning to get a new ID because she got married and changed her name. Her new last name? Nipple. Dead serious. If I got married to someone with the last name Nipple, no power on this earth could convince me to legally change my name.

Scary moment of the day:
One of the elevators in our dorm is broken. Normally, I wouldn't care or even notice since I live on the second floor and thus rarely take the elevator, but it was making a horrendous beeping sound, so I happened to glance over at it. Bad idea. The little display that tells you what floor it's on? Definitely said "13". This would be odd in and of itself since most buildings don't call their thirteenth floor 13, but our building only has 10 floors! Crazy elevator. I have surmised that it somehow became trapped in hell. My girlfriendly-type suggested that this was unlikely since it was trapped *up*, but I firmly disagree. The elevator has fallen into a space-time-continuum-shift-wormhole-otherrandomscifisoundingwords-thingie.

Is that all I had to say? There might have been more, but now I don't remember. *sigh* So tired. I really need to go get my laundry.

I think, after getting my laundry, I shall read soothing House/Wilson slash, then go to sleep forever. I have to turn in a short paper in my 9:30 class tomorrow morning, but I've decided I'm going to skip class, write it in the morning and e-mail it to him, solely because he's the only prof I have who actually lets people turn things in through email plus my afternoon class tomorrow got cancelled so I see no reason to get out of bed at all.

*dies*

Yay! New moodtheme!
I could not resist the call of the House/Wilson.
Why is that the one person who consistently makes moodthemes of things that I would want to use is the person who makes the pictures much smaller than I would like? I adore crackified's moodthemes, I just wish she would make them *bigger*, damnit!

*sigh* I guess I ought to go work on Nanowrimo now, huh? Hmm, but first, perhaps I should check and see if there's anything I'm supposed to do for class tomorrow. Not that I would know since I skipped both of my Friday classes and skipped one of them Wed, too and a different one Mon. When did I become such a loser? I never used to skip class, like, *ever*. Oh well, as long as I don't do too badly, I guess it doesn't actually matter.

Next tiny bit of nanowrimo.

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Hey! I finally got to the end of the first day in my novel! It only took... *counts* ... 9837 words.
And I'm only like 5000 words behind. Which is not so bad really. I mean, if you consider the fact that I started so late, I'm not actually behind, I'm just bad at catching up. Yay for twisted viewpoints!

My current nanowrimo wordcount as of when I stopped last night is 7695, which means I wrote 3382 words yesterday. Not too shabby. Not as good as Saturday, but still not too shabby.
So, here are yesterday's efforts. Enjoy, Rita.

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Yay for inventing my own magical universe! I'm rather enjoying this.

I was NOT going to do Nanowrimo. I thought about it, but I couldn't come up with a good idea, so I said, oh well, maybe next year. And then I was just sitting here tonight, minding my own business, listening to my girlfriend bitch about her novel... when I was struck with inspiration. Right upside the head. I think it left a bump. Shit, I thought, I am *not* going to start Nanowrimo almost 5 days behind! And yet... here I am. I started typing three and a half hours ago and I currently have almost 3300 words. I tried to kill the plot bunny, really I did. But now I'm screwed because it's caught me up and I want to know where the damn story is going. At first it was just the character, and then the story has started coming to me, slowly but surely as I move along. Feck. *cries* I don't have time for this! I have to write 2 term papers this month! *dies*

*sigh* I guess, if anyone is interested in reading my novel, I can post it as I go. It's non fannish. I think the protagonist is accidentally mostly me, but then again, most authors write themselves into their characters to some extent. Anyway, it's about a 9-year-old girl named Nessie (actually, her name is Agnes, but nobody calls her that).
So, let me know if you're interested in reading it.