NaNoWriMo

I haven't posted since NaNo started, and I have a good reason for that.

I'm a hundred words short of 8,000.

And going a bit crazy.

Day 2 went much like this:



I love my friends for being my conscience during NaNo. I also love the competition they present. (The only reason I'm at almost-8-thousand is because Greg - the prat - is at 11k as of tonight.)

I'm going to sleep. No use in depriving myself of any more sleep if I'm not writing.

Goodnight world. You've been good to me.

The Countdown

This blog comes to you in two related parts:

Part 1

28 days, 10 hours, 32 minutes, and 11 seconds until NaNoWriMo.

Oh yes, it's that time of year again. *spaz*

The site relaunched and the forums are squeaky new! There are so many PEOPLE around now! Forums are constantly moving. I love it. I've got a plot idea and my fingers are twitching and I want it to be November already!

Part 2

It's our friendaversary! Lauren, Annie, Taylor, and Claire, we met a year ago today (just about)! Yay us!

Cheers.

Of airports and such ...

So. I'm at the airport again.

I do this entirely too often.

We are way too early. And I'm bored. There aren't even interesting people to watch yet. That's how insanely early we are.

This is what I look like when I'm bored:

And sideways, apparently. Dunno how to fix that, plus I'm lazy. So you get Sideways!Sarah.

This is me being grumpy at the sun:



I have a headache and I'm vaguely grumpy and I"m running on one hour of sleep yay!

There's a Coke truck driving around out there by the planes. Heheh, it looks tiny. Stupid soda truck. S'gonna get smooshed.

Now there's nothing. Eh.

I'm so tired. I'm going to sleep now. *passes out *

I'm sorry, what?

You know what I hate?

People who make things a racial issue.

Bloody hell.

I'm probably the least racist person you'll ever meet. I honestly can have a whole conversation with someone and not realize if they're black or white or Norwegian, and I honestly don't CARE.

I said something to my friend yesterday, about the color white, and how no one likes the color white and it's boring and overlooked, but it's a brilliant color because it's every color at once. (Yes, Trix. I WAS stealing from Abby.)

And today, this woman (who I generally like; she's like my friend's aunt.) says, about me saying that "no one likes the color white" that she wonders if I was feeling the pain of the white people, or the persecuted black people, and how no one likes the white people. And then she continued to ramble for a bit on how no one is black or white and this and that and I mostly tuned out.

What. The. Hell. (Of course my response was more like, "Um ... no, that's not what I was going for. I was just saying that ... white is a ... generally overlooked color.")

Did I say ANYTHING about races? I don't even. Stop putting words in my mouth.

It's not that big of a deal. It just sort of added to my stressful morning.

Anyway. Wanted to rant. Finished now.

JulNo Failure

Haven't updated in a while.

Julno is pretty much a fail. I'm probably ... around 16k? Yeah. ._. Anyway.

My day was spent chasing chickens with The Child,



watching AVPS,




and, perhaps my biggest accomplishment for the day:



Yup. I was bored. And so decided the eggs needed faces. The Child will, undoubtedly, be thrilled. Dad walked in when I was about halfway finished with the eggs, grinned hugely, and grabbed a pen, helping me finish the carton. I love my family.

Other than that, my day has been uneventful. Yeahhhhhh.

Off to write and perhaps not fail JulNo. Yeah, right.

JulNo Day Twelve: Apathetic Way To Be

So, I've met a new character.

His name is Ben.

Just thought the general public should be aware of this.

I don't even know about him. I have to write him for a bit.

I don't have a plot. I have a feeling this will be very litfic, in that it follows no coherent plot but there is definitely a story there.

We'll see.

Kinda apathetic. Bordering on depressed? I don't know. Doing a lot of homework. All day. Big Test tomorrow. Fun.

I dunno. I have mood swings. I'll be happy again in ten minutes.

Later, bro.

Day 10: Holy crap, it's day ten? D:

I haven't written in a few days.

I'm really behind.

Eh.

So, Homework Train time! I'm not supposed to be on the internet except for school ...

So, naturally, I'm blogging. Of course.

Anyway, I'm not going to be around much for the next week. I'm going to try to keep up with JulNo. I'll hang around Gmail on and off; if you hang around there long enough you'll catch me.

In a generally bad mood since I got home.

Eh.