I slept till two today.
Nov. 2nd, 2002 03:10 pmPM, not AM. Thus, having been awake for only seven hours so far, I'm sadly low on amusing anecdotes and rants about today. Instead, I give you this quote from my dear brother Seifer, in a strange mood this afternoon:
"Hey, I've got a good one. (*sings, to the tune of Avril Lavigne's Skater Boy*) It was a brick, it was a brick, I can't tell which is which..."
And yes, I know that's not how the song title's spelled, it's just that seeing that other spelling drives me crazy. Plus, I can't remember what it is.
416 words written thus far on the NaNoWriMo project, some of which may be posted here at some point. If I want 50000 by the 30th, I better get writing about now. (Or I could go work on that philosophy paper due Wednesday... but where's the fun in that?)
"Hey, I've got a good one. (*sings, to the tune of Avril Lavigne's Skater Boy*) It was a brick, it was a brick, I can't tell which is which..."
And yes, I know that's not how the song title's spelled, it's just that seeing that other spelling drives me crazy. Plus, I can't remember what it is.
416 words written thus far on the NaNoWriMo project, some of which may be posted here at some point. If I want 50000 by the 30th, I better get writing about now. (Or I could go work on that philosophy paper due Wednesday... but where's the fun in that?)