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Boyz II Men ABC BBD
This post has nothing to do with Boyz II Men, Another Bad Creation, nor Bell Biv Devoe. I apologize.
I received earlier today in the mail this missive from a fellow named Mr. Action Sports. (Who are you, by the way? I prefer real names when people leave comments. Your crazy fake names just confuse and frighten me.) Here is his message in its entirety:
I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey. I demand an update to the Daily Hey.
Well, there you go. Sassified?
Notable for honesty
Well, it looks like the folks at my digital cable company had no idea what was going to be on MoreMax (Cinemax 2) at 1:00 AM tonight, so they just took a stab in the dark:
I clicked on “Info” to get a description of the program, and this is what I saw:
Fair enough. Unfortunately, I do not suscribe to Cinemax nor its sister channel MoreMax, and could not make video captures of the actual program for all of you to enjoy. Woe is you.
Putting in an appearance
Hello, my darlings. I have not written in a few days. I would like to say that the reason I have been away for such a long time is that I have been hard at work on my novel. You remember, the one that I’m writing for NaNoWriMo? Unfortunately, my bastard schedule continues to consume much of my time, and I am now hovering at about twenty thousand words, or about forty percent completion. It’s going to be pretty entertaining to see how screwed up I’m going to be by the end of the month, as I am already unravelling at the seams. Why, right now I have a painful ingrown hair on my inner thigh, and I just used a scissor to open up a liquidy blister on my right heel. My apartment is an absolute sty and I have no interest in reversing its deterioration. I continue to lose larger and larger amounts of hair every time I shower. My poor neglected cat has been biting me at least twice as often as usual.
And that’s a whole paragraph I could have devoted towards the novel. I hope you’re happy.
24,000 words, and I am psychopathic. But I have finally given myself a reason to use the working title Tracy Naked. ¡Pon eso en tu pipa y fúmalo!
don’t mess with my toot-toot
The brain is in pain
I am at 14,000 words. Ow, my head!
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All right. Still working on novel. At 11,400 words. Goal for tomorrow: 15,000. Can I do it? Don’t know. Want badly to sleep. So tired. So. Tired.
8,225 words. Goal for tomorrow: 11,000.
Rhi-spect
Those of you who know me well will have no trouble remembering two of my favorite things: reality television and camgirls. I like reality television so much that I auditioned for Survivor; I like camgirls so much that I have become one. Look at me! I’m pretty! Send money! Ahem.
It is in the spirit of chocolate-meets-peanut butter excitement that I have made a donation to the prize pot at Survivorcam 2, a game in which various persons with webcams compete in tribes and vote each other off and all the rest. I have found the antics of the contestants and the judges very entertaining throughout the game, and I felt it was the least I could do to add a little more money to the pot. (Also, the promise of a link to my page was something a PR savant like myself could not pass up. Hi, strange visitors!) At this point, there are two contestants left: Livian and Rhiannon, both of whom are actually named Rhiannon. In fact, a third player named Rhiannon was in the game, but was voted out fairly early on. If the world of webcams is anything to go by, “Rhiannon” is perhaps the third most popular name in the world. I am really starting to like the name “Rhiannon”. In fact, I may change my own name to “Rhiannon”. Of course, then I would have to change the name of my website to “The Rhiubus” and damn it, but that’s just not as catchy.
But I digress. Go Rhiannon(s)!
5000 words and on the rise
Hi. I have now written approximately 10% of my NaNoWriMo novel. Only nine more bits of text that length to go! And I’ve only got twenty-one days to finish! Let’s see. 45,000 words dived by twenty-one days equals ~2,143 words per day. Can I do it? Um, maybe.
I find that the most difficult thing about doing this is just the scope of it all. I want to get to the story already, but as length is the goal, I must write with length in mind. It does not help matters that my chapters usually find natural endings after three pages or so. There is also the not-trivial-issue of characters forgetting their motivations in the course of a few paragraphs. I should really start keeping a chart. Screw that for now, though. There’ll be time for that in December!
3000 words and counting
moo hoo ha ha
Let’s hear it for 4%!
At this writing, my novel approaches two thousand words, which encompasses the whole of one chapter and a sentence of the next. I have a new working title, too: Oi Godoi, or possibly Oy Gadoy, pronounced like it’s spelled. And this title, nonsensical as it may sound, will actually be in some way connected to the plot, assuming I get to that chapter. Write on!
get up get up get busy do it get up and move that body