MEEP.

Yellowstone National Park was jostled by a host of small earthquakes for a third straight day Monday, and scientists watched closely to see whether the more than 250 tremors were a sign of something bigger to come. Swarms of small earthquakes happen frequently in Yellowstone, but it's very unusual for so many earthquakes to happen over several days, said Robert Smith, a professor of geophysics at the University of Utah.

Oh, goody, the caldera's going to blow! That's JUST what we need right now.

(Okay, so probably not. BUT. *whimper*)

I'm getting there, just give me a minute.

Chapters done:



The rules for today and tomorrow are as follows:

1. No checking my word count. I'm just getting chapters done.
2. Every time I get a chapter done, I can watch another episode of CSI Miami. (What? It amuses me.)
3. While I'm watching, I still have to write bits here and there.
4. If I'm close to finishing by tomorrow night, I have to stay home and try to get it finished. If I'm not, I'm off to the bar like everybody else.
5. I can't watch the copy of Slumdog Millionaire or the first season of True Blood I got until I finish.

I felt sick last night and went to bed early, but I took the netbook with me so I could get more work done on the book. It wasn't as much as I'd like, but still.

Urgh.

Being Human press pack with pictures of the new Annie and Mitchell

I'm reserving judgment. I am. I just ... he looks like Suresh and that's ALL I'm going to be thinking about. And I liked my Annie just fine the way she was. Hmph.

I need a cat that can fetch. From the grocery store.

I am out of soda. You'd think I'd prepare ahead of time for two straight days of writing, but NOOOO. *headdesk*

Also:


see more crazy cat pics

I also like the title: "This establishment is substandard. Why did you bring me here?"

I have to share this one.

2008: The Year The Geeks Took Over

That's an awfully erudite article coming from Cracked. It's like the Cracked version of Jacob's Gossip Girl recaps for TWoP, except not ... you know, a hundred thousand words long.

*headdesk*

Hate creditors. Hate layoffs. Hate being broke. Hate not being able to just download this stupid book out of my brain and onto the computer. Hate that getting a book published is so goddamn hard. Hate that there's not a nice hot guy in my apartment who can give me a hug right now and make me feel better with orgasms later. Kinda want to get drunk and cry for the next two weeks.

ARGH.

*hates my life*

HA.

My mom's cats have a bad habit of trying to walk on the counter to steal any meat she leaves up there. Once, she left the kitchen and came back to find one of them had dragged her roast beef sandwich to the floor and was happily eating the whole damn thing.

I just mixed up a can of tuna and and a spoonful of mayo for a sandwich and left the room to run into my office and start up my Netflix download. I heard a noise and thought Otis was on the counter eating it. He wasn't. I turned around to go yell and he was sitting on the chair behind me, patiently waiting for me to give him some of my tuna.

Aw. My cat's more well-behaved than my mom's cats.

SUCCESS. \o/

I can see the ending from my house!

I am in a really good place right now. A REALLY good place. Here's how it's looking:

-- There's still a lot to do. BUT.
-- There are at least two if not three chapters I can done tomorrow in about an hour each.
-- I have a great deal done on most of the other chapters I have left to write, enough so that I string in the dialogue and get those chapters done fairly quickly.
-- There are two chapters I have absolutely nothing for. My plan right now is to step away from the computer, grab a pen and a notebook, and write out the dialogue for them.
-- I will probably not finish the book tomorrow, considering the most I've ever written in one day is 10k. However, I'm at the point where if I play my cards right, I can get it finished on the first. No, seriously.

*fidgets happily*