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I'm tired and cold, and it's Monday. I don't want to go to school, I want to go back to bed, where at least I was warm.
The novel is at 57,627 words, and the damn thing still isn't really close to done. I'm going to try to write as much of it as I can this week, in between everything else I've got to get done. Horray for Thanksgiving break, which starts Thursday.
And I'm hoping that since I do have to go to school today, maybe I'll get back the non-NaNo thing I was forced to write earlier this month, aka the PoliSci essay.
I'm too tired for this.
The novel is at 57,627 words, and the damn thing still isn't really close to done. I'm going to try to write as much of it as I can this week, in between everything else I've got to get done. Horray for Thanksgiving break, which starts Thursday.
And I'm hoping that since I do have to go to school today, maybe I'll get back the non-NaNo thing I was forced to write earlier this month, aka the PoliSci essay.
I'm too tired for this.
