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i'm already getting NaNoLazy.
it's not noon and i'm quitting for the day at 11,391 (a wee over a fifth of the way and it's only the 3rd! yay!). the word meter thing is busted (prolly due to bandwidth violations), so no pretty little tag bar for the moment.
some prompts for the day:
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it's not noon and i'm quitting for the day at 11,391 (a wee over a fifth of the way and it's only the 3rd! yay!). the word meter thing is busted (prolly due to bandwidth violations), so no pretty little tag bar for the moment.
some prompts for the day:
I got that the teacher liked me, but was helpless against my stupidity.i still ain't screwed up the courage to post anything. maybe this weekend i will poke something into postable shape (bok bok bok ~ guess i din't pick a chicken for my NaNo avatar for nothing).
Wilby was near my age an' took a lickin' without complaint.
My mother’s teeth was the color of turned cheese.
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I'd love to see where that teeth/turned cheese phrase takes you....:)
Please screw up courage :) I'd like to read!
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the cheese didn't render anything too exciting, sadly ~ might actually take another run at it, see if i can find something better.
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