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I actually made my goal of doing the required 7,143 daily words yesterday! I didn't think I was going to, because yesterday was so busy, but right there at the end, I hit a groove and even after my cd had ended, I decided to just ride it out to the end until I felt like I'd come to a good stopping point. I wrote 7,193 words yesterday, for a grand total of 44,074 words overall so far, which mean I ONLY HAVE TO WRITE 5,926 WORDS TODAY NO MATTER WHAT. There IS no overachieving today, once I hit the 50,000 word mark, it's OVER. Even if I'm in the middle of a riveting love scene or something, it's just THE END and that's it.

But yeah, yesterday was pretty cool! I got off work and headed to Barnes and Noble to pick up a present for Jim, yesterday being his birthday and all, and opaleyes called me to say hi! That was awesome, because I'd been thinking I needed to call her, but I've been so darn busy and also I'm a horrible friend.

Then, when I went IN to the bookstore, my buddy Mike Riley, whom I don't think I've seen since shortly after graduation, was working there! It was awesome to get to catch up and hang out for a little while, plus he used his magic employee powers to get me a discount on Jim's gift and also get me a delightful drink from the Starbucks counter.

After that plesant experience, I was all rarin' to write when I got home, as opposed to how I usually feel when I get home from work, which is dead. I wrote until nine and managed about 4,500 words. I took a break thinking, "I'll wrap Jim's present and then I'll write the rest of my words and then I'll head that way." But after I had the present all wrapped, it looked very nice and pretty and I was all excited and stuff, so I went ahead and went over to Jim and Jessie's.

It was awesome, because Tim's visiting! He's staying all weekend, that's pretty sweet. I haven't seen Tim in FOREVER, so it's cool that he'll be there for the mini-barbecue party thing for me and Jim. I AM SO PUMPED FOR EATING MEAT TONIGHT OH MAN. DELICIOUS DELICIOUS MEAT.

ANYWAY, I was very responsible and went home at eleven to finish up my writing. Eleven is freaking EARLY for leaving Jim and Jessie's. I got home and sat down to type again, and had tapped out about fifty words when I get a text message from syntheticjesso. Apparently, some weird noise was going on in the bathroom of her apartment, so I told her she could come over and use my shower. I feel sorry for the fact that she had to resort to such grossness, but she didn't vomit all over the place, so that's always positive.

After she left, I went back to typing and SOMEHOW MANAGED TO MEET MY GOAL FOR THE DAY. I was so excited and pumped that I didn't really want to go to bed, I wanted to finish the dang novel right then, but another six thousand words would have taken a few hours and by that point it was already one in the morning and I had work the next day, so I figured sleep would probably be a better idea.

AND NOW IT IS INTENSE LAST MINUTE TYPING TIME. If I don't finish today, I don't finish, so I'll see you on the other side of 50,000 words!!!!

I AM DONE

50,011 WORDS

TIME FOR PARTIES

Okay, so I posted this post about day 5 and hotmail TOTALLY ATE IT. And it is not gmail, so it didn't save a copy and I HATE EVERYTHING because I've had to use hotmail recently since for some reason gmail won't come up. It's not blocked, but it just comes up with the whole "cannot find server" business and converts the web address from www.gmail.com to www%20gmail.com, and I cannot get to the website no matter WHAT I do.

--End Rant--

Basic gist of my day five post. I'm pissed it got eaten because I REALLY LIKED that post. Anyway, day five was...Thursday? Yes. And I went to open mike night with syntheticjesso, thighofjustice and specific_chris. Don't ask me why Jessica allowed me to go to this intensly large distraction when I was supposed to be typing 6,500 words.

Somehow, I managed to get all 6,500 words typed DESPITE ALL THE STUFF GOING ON. Plus, I got to hear some of the songs specific_chris had been working on for the soundtrack, which is HIS challenge for the week. They were great, and I was hoping to be inspired to keep writing after hearing them, but by that point I was completely SICK of writing and the LAST thing I wanted to do was sit there and type when there were PEOPLE to hang out with.

In my original post, I mentioned that there were two particularly cool things about the night that came to pass, (besides the obvious pleasure of being in the company of friends), but I can't remember the first one. I think it was probably the bit about the songs.

The second was that I got to try German Pancakes. I don't know who the hell came up with these things? But HOLY CRAP.

thighofjustice told me that I had to try them. When described, they sound like the most horrible things anyone could have possibly devised. A big huge crepe pancake thing, filled with powdered sugar, butter, and lemon juice. I HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE lemon juice, so I was fully prepared to not be enamoured by this concoction. Mr. Himes, being a bastard, forced me to try a bite of it. It was the MOST DELICIOUS THING I HAVE EVER EATEN SOMEHOW. When I asked for another bite, Mr. Himes continued his bastard trend by refusing to let me have any more since it was his pancake. I had to resort to taking sneaky bites when he wasn't looking, I don't think he noticed.

ANYWAY, THE POINT IS: I spent all of yesterday with the phantom taste of German Pancakes in my mouth, wishing beyond all wishes that I had an entire plate full of them for me to consume. The moral of this story is DAMN YOU MR. HIMES.