Boxes of Trousers

This year’s NaNo perfectly embodies the phrase ‘No Plot, No Problem.’

Bollywood is awesome and hilarious all at once. That is all.

I DON’T want to go to there …

Finally recovered from the coffee from Monday night. Note to self: DO NOT DRINK THE COFFEE.

Fun at the write-in. Drank somewhat more coffee than I’d meant to, but ah well.

Have I not started this novel yet? Huh.

and NOW I’m hungry. There is never anything to eat in the middle of the night that sounds good to me. And how is 11 the middle of the night.

Why am I still awake? GAAAAH.

Why would anyone want to use Twitter for real time chatting? How? Why?

Rainy outside. Cat convinced I am keeping her inside out of cruelty.