NoJoMo 2:

Um…Yeah, writing.

So far I’ve got 8-ish hand-written pages towards the 25 page paper of evil. I’m afraid to see how much it is going to shrink once it’s typed up. I’ve got four Trickster tales I’ve written out & about. I wanted a 5th, but I haven’t managed to find one that I feel works for what I want.
Hopefully I can manage a good page count out of the rest of the information I have.

*stares in shock @ grade on annotated bibliography & friends* 
98/100…A O.o
& more praise that reaches beyond all…*falls over* *headdesk* 
I do not now HOW this paper is going to live up to his expectations.

I have to have an abstract for my presentation written up for Tuesday.
Without any clue as to what I’m doing for that either. *groans* Ug…This Senior Thesis stuff is just plain evil.

Three day week-end, and day one of it is pretty much gone. Why does time slip away so quickly.
Don’t know what is going on tomorrow…Was suppose to take Sonja back down to Penny Bridge to see if she could find ‘her fish’ again. [We went down there on Halloween for a minute, in the rain, and she seen two old samon swimming around in the river (we know they were old because they had turned black…This is fish info we got from Travis later).] Might still be able to do that tomorrow.
Monday Harley gets a hair cut, as he’s on the shaggy side. I’d leave it, and he’d be happy with it, but the Idiot would shave him bald, despite being told not to.

Speaking of the Idiot. *rolls eyes* He texted last night saying he’d be back in town on Monday & wanting the Critters come Wed. after school. Blah. I hate they have to go there at all. BUT, if they go this week-end it switched weeks, and that means the two Fridays that Sonja doesn’t have school, and the one Harley doesn’t, they will be here, instead of trapped at the Idiot’s house. &, as Saturday is Harley’s birthday, I get him for a few hours (1-5), so that is less time they have to be there too. Every little bit helps.

The little voice in the back of my head (the only one without a name & a personality of it’s own I guess) still is whinning about NaNoWriMo.
I’ve tried telling it that it’s already 4000 words behind and there is no catching up…& that I have no plot or worked out story…Which is only half-true, as I could work on a couple that have startings and thoughts…But I’m not feeling focused towards any of them at this point either.

So yeah…Here is my NoJoMo…I’m off to post day 306 for my 365 Days of Art…& still boggle over my pre-paper praise, which only makes me feel more doomed about my paper. O.o *falls over*