At random ...

-- I slept on my arm funny the other day and my shoulder is STILL killing me. I'm tempted to run out and pick up a Thermacare patch for the damn thing but the most strenuous thing I plan on doing today is a lot of typing and a phone call to the unemployment place, so it's not like it won't get rest.

-- Speaking of, the unemployment website won't load and I just realized that when my computer crashed it probably ate the cookie that had my PIN number on it. Faaaabulous. (I'm pretty sure I remember it, though. It wasn't exactly hard to forget, it's just a matter of remembering where the number that isn't the same as all the other numbers goes.)

-- My mother was making snarky remarks yesterday because the weather's crappy and today's the first day of buck hunting season. My mom's seriously anti-hunting and my grandpa and uncle hunt all the time. Somewhere between the two extremes, I'm not really bothered by hunting as long as the deer gets used. My grandpa and uncle hunt and fish all the time and my grandpa's got a huge garden, so most of the meals there are stuff they had a part in putting on the table. (It makes not eating stuff you don't like hard. "Why won't you eat that squash? I grew that myself!" "Uh, Grandpa, I don't like squash. Now, bring me in some green beans or spinach and we're talking ...")

I think my mom subscribes to the George Carlin rule of worrying about animals. Save the cute ones!

-- I went up to my parents's house yesterday and got the first eight chapters edited. I need to get the hell away from the internet if I want to get anything done apparently.

-- I'm going to sit down tomorrow and get my Yuletide done if it kills me. RAWR.

Happy fucking Monday ...

The Grand Prize Winner:

61,479 / 100,000 (61.5%)

Okay, now I'm up to the chapter where I stalled when I was still writing the chapters in order. Let's see if I can handle nailing a few more chapters before I crack.

I'm going to go check and see if the mail's come yet and then I'm going to sit my butt down in this chair and not stop writing until I hit 70k. It'd be a lot easier if I could stop myself from checking my word count every ten damn minutes, for the record. *sigh*

Okay, I'm starving. I need a real meal.

62,077 / 100,000 (62.1%)

Little by little, I'm getting there. I think going over the chapters I finished at the beginning was a good idea. It refreshed a lot of things in my head, so that's good.

But now I need dinner.

EDIT: Couple's first kiss happened at the altar. They're abstinence educators.

In other news, tomorrow I start teaching brain surgery classes at Scranton's new med school. I've never done a surgery before but I'm sure that won't be a problem. (The end where the face is is the one I cut into, right?)

This needs LOLcatting.

Wheeee!

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No, no, you know what I really want?

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