WRITING IS HARD
UGH I’m already way behind on my NaNoWriMo words. I should be at 6,667 words today to be on pace, but instead I’m at 3,407.
Balls.
The worst part of NaNo is just getting started. Like, once I’m at 7,000 to 8,000 words, I feel like I’ve got some momentum and some actual substance to a story and can go from there. But until then?
Me @ 9:00: I should do some writing.
Me @ 9:30:
Me @ 10:00:
Me @ 10:30:
Me @ 11:00:
Me @ 11:30:
Me @ midnight: WELL I GUESS THIS DAY IS OVER
Get on it, Mahler.
Regan Party
Not his best, but still funny. ‘Cause, you know, Brian Regan.
Yo dog, I herd ur owner has a leash…
Unpleasant PSA: Leash laws exist for a reason. I shouldn’t be getting bitten by a dog whose owner has a leash in her hand but has not attached it to her dog in an on-leash public area. I should also not be hearing “yeah, he gets excited sometimes” as a fucking excuse for why your dog just noshed on my leg.
(Ignore all the other scars on my leg.)
Pro tip: does your dog get excited? Does he tend to bite strangers when he gets excited? Maybe put him on a leash so that you can actually control him a little bit better when you’re on a public pathway full of people.
Like…am I crazy or…?
I’m not skittish around dogs because of dogs. I’m skittish around dogs because of their dumbass owners.
Pleasant PSA: playing Rock Band with my wonderful husband is fantastic.
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WORLD SERIES
YAY ASTROS!
That was a pretty intense World Series. I’m glad the Astros won, mainly because they hadn’t won before.
(And because of Altuve. Short people represent!)
It wasn’t quite as intense as the World Series last year, but it was still pretty awesome. Now, unfortunately, no more baseball until spring.
Hopefully the Mets will have a better season next year…
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