How far behind do I have to be to finally give up on this whole NaNoWriMo nonsense? (I'm currently running a 3,500 word deficit.)
... that two people were instrumental in my joining Twitter. First, Isha . She sent out an article on it when the application was still brand new. (And I remember thinking, "Screw that noise. Like I need more online commitments.) Second was Rebecca . She joined up just a short while ago, claiming she hadn't met a bandwidth she didn't like . (And then she disappeared entirely from the internets .) It looked nice and pretty over there on her sidebar, and then I got a little jealous. The rest: history. And for those unobservant among you ( Jorge ), the Twitter feed is right there on my sidebar, replacing the old Radio 3 player that I loved, but that I think scared the bejezus out of a lot of people. Also, everyone should join Twitter. I'm needing some diversions , people.
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Let it go! and get back to:
A) blogging (aka the avenue to true fulfillment for writers everywhere),
B) drinking adult beverages,
C) explaining to outsiders why it is that you and Jorge aren't married, but will be when it's finally legal,
D) watching old-timey movies and writing about them on wednesdays,
E) posing for solo pictures and passing them off as "mistakes."
That's why we love you. Not because of any contest or payment (which should be made in American currency and which is LATE, by the way).
I can't stop this thing, and I'm running a way larger deficit than you are.
Kris misses you commenting on her blog.
After all this time of dissing you the truth comes out.
You really ARE loved by everyone.
But..
DON'T GIVE UP.
Bastard.
Jesus H...
This is not going well...
BAH!
Still 3500 words in the hole...
Rebecca: You a rock star. As long as you're keeping on, I'm keeping on.
Beth: What kind of ploy is this? We move out there are you come over to McGill? You no likey?
Jay: You've been burning my ass for days now. Why so mean?
Jorge: If you quit now, it makes it all the more easier for me to quit. Be a good man and do the right thing.
Everyone else: Word.