NaNoWriMo is coming along just fine... but averaging a thousand words a day is not going to get me to my goal on time. Must be workhorse. Must be machine of mass-production.
Cordelia ever-so-nicely told me that she misses me, so I feel obligated to update now... even though I steadily stare at the screen and try to come up with something. I'm on a hiatus from school at the moment, for the rest of this week and all of the next, so my sources of inspiration have kind of shriveled up and died.
So, I present you with a list.
A List of Things I Have Laughed Myself Silly Over in the Last Week:
1. David Boreanaz singing karaoke.
2. This particular piece of fanfiction, courtesy of Wade.
3. Ariana and I devising ways to murder off various people (mentioned: auto-erotic asphyxiation).
4. David Boreanaz in a pink motorcycle helmet.
5. My brother announcing that he was in Hell because he was sitting at a table with three intelligent people: Milla, her brother Sandy, and myself. (Dressed up as, respectively: Magenta, Agent Smith, and a Freudian Slip.)
6. Announcing to the populace at large that I had a phallic symbol in my pocket.
7. The term "starkers".
8. British slang in general.
9. Jigging in the middle of my kitchen at three in the morning because I knew I could... and nobody would see. Then sniggering to myself as I padded on bare feet back to bed, because... nobody knew how funny I really was!
10. Confessing to Carli that hey, everybody wants to shake down a little fruit from the Ron Weasley tree.
11. "Get up! Time to take me... to the bagel shop!" (If you get that reference, I will worship you and your posterity for many generations to come.)

Real entries on the way, I promise. Two of them!