WTF, Twitter? Do you have to be going all Blogger "follower" on me and now give people the ability to make lists which don't include me?
Dude, I've been Nablopomo since before many of you been born, yo. And now I'm actually worried about WTF I'll post?
Hey, I got a great idea. Let's go all Nanowrimo for the sheer fun of it. 'Cause I'm not already feeling like a big loser with a capital L. [Shit, at least I know the correct use of "capital" v. "capitol," not to mention the correct use of "v." v. "vs."]
My goal for Nanowrimo for the weekend was to not fall farther behind. I didn't. I beat my 3,500 hoped-for word count for Saturday and Sunday by a few words. But only by a few. I'm still behind about 5,000. And I have all of, crap, only 21 days to catch up.
I'd better find out if we're talking Eastern or Pacific. And screw the time change. I pissed away that hour long ago.
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