53%

I think I'm starting to get carpal tunnel. I am definitely sleeping less than I am accustomed. I am currently trying to balance work responsibilities, a social life, One Act practice, writing a novel and playing Skyrim. Thank goodness it's Thanksgiving next week. I'm hoping to knock out the majority of the thing then and finish early because I know that the end of the six weeks' grading period is going to be mad.

Weirdly enough, my bf has started calling shopping carts 'buggies' and it makes me want to punch him. I hope he stops. They're shopping carts. Buggies are something you ride across sand dunes. Buggies are something you pull with a horse. You do not take a buggy with you as you go grocery shopping. They're also not trolleys or trams or whatever the heck other naming mockeries people have made for this simple shopping aid. Also, calling something a name that's different from what everyone else calls it does not make you look interesting and unique, it makes you look like a pretentious dolt. Don't say 'cheers' to end a phone call or in place of 'Thank you' unless you're from someplace that still has a king or queen.

That's just daft*.






*See what I did there? How do you like it? Hm? 

Ten percent!

I'm ten percent finished with my NaNoWriMo novel. I am amazed at my fantastic literary prowess as I write, the way my fingertips flash across the keys, the way the words stack up in regimented lines that suddenly become poetry--oh, who am I kidding. This novel will be worse than Twilight. But at least I'm working on it. I'm really determined to finish this month and become a "winner". Winning is important, or at least that's what I hear. And no, I'm not going to make any Charlie Sheen jokes, you people can do that for yourselves.

Lazy.