Last night's work Christmas party was about what I expected. I think we should have had go-kart races instead. In the wet. It would have been great.
So, yes. I am teh winner of NaNoWriMo for the fourth year running. If you count
painandcupcakes then I've written more this year than any other - about 58k. However, I think that's the last NaNo for me, at least in terms of aiming for 50,000 words. If I do it again it'll be for a few short stories... maybe. I do like the community so, so I'll probably be well dragged in.
I had a dream come true this morning. I dreamed that the milk in my cereal was off, and I had to pour it out of my bowl and get fresh milk. That totally happened and I felt really weird about it.
I had a dream come true this morning. I dreamed that the milk in my cereal was off, and I had to pour it out of my bowl and get fresh milk. That totally happened and I felt really weird about it.
It's that time of year again, where I post all my nano entries for your "enjoyment". Last year I ran out of enjoyment and stopped posting them. We'll see how it goes this time.
The Economics of Mad Scientism
( Chapter 1 - A Mad About Town )
The Economics of Mad Scientism
( Chapter 1 - A Mad About Town )
I feel rather guilty writing an LJ entry. For some reason I feel that these words are wasted if they're not going towards nano. Read on, and find many wasted words, and appreciate them for what they aren't.
Yesterday was
katydidinoz's wedding. Yes, she's off the market and many a tear has been shed by males of all walks of life. Cowes, on the north coast of Phillip Island, is really quite a nice area, and it was helped considerably by brilliant weather. Seriously, you could not have asked for a more impressive October day.
When I go to weddings - and I think I'm at about four now - I like to be nitpicky any make bold proclamations about how I'd do it differently and how much I hated the celebrant. (Could there be a correlation between the number of weddings I've been to and my reaction to them? Hmmm...) But what surprised me about this one was the atmosphere. It had a casualness that made it feel more natural than those before. The picnic idea was a masterstroke. And the monogrammed picnic blanket for the guests? Sensational.
Just to finish things off, there were thunderstorms in the evening, which looked great (although we were a little jibbed with all the sheet lighting and nothing actually striking the earth). Many a game of pool was played and lost (even when I won) by yours truly. I even belted out something off-key in Singstar, which I think everyone appreciated.
Sleeping... well that was another matter. It was rather hot in the room we were sleeping in, and I probably should have checked beforehand whether anyone else snored. I think that I'm a relatively light sleeper at the best of times, but in an unfamiliar room in the heat I'm practically hypersensitive. I spent a good two hours gripping onto the iron bars of the bed to cool my hands down before I finally stopped half-dreaming of some of the algorithms I'd been using at work and went back upstairs to sleep on the couch. A wise-move indeed.
Yesterday was
When I go to weddings - and I think I'm at about four now - I like to be nitpicky any make bold proclamations about how I'd do it differently and how much I hated the celebrant. (Could there be a correlation between the number of weddings I've been to and my reaction to them? Hmmm...) But what surprised me about this one was the atmosphere. It had a casualness that made it feel more natural than those before. The picnic idea was a masterstroke. And the monogrammed picnic blanket for the guests? Sensational.
Just to finish things off, there were thunderstorms in the evening, which looked great (although we were a little jibbed with all the sheet lighting and nothing actually striking the earth). Many a game of pool was played and lost (even when I won) by yours truly. I even belted out something off-key in Singstar, which I think everyone appreciated.
Sleeping... well that was another matter. It was rather hot in the room we were sleeping in, and I probably should have checked beforehand whether anyone else snored. I think that I'm a relatively light sleeper at the best of times, but in an unfamiliar room in the heat I'm practically hypersensitive. I spent a good two hours gripping onto the iron bars of the bed to cool my hands down before I finally stopped half-dreaming of some of the algorithms I'd been using at work and went back upstairs to sleep on the couch. A wise-move indeed.
