*Glare*

You win, accursed nanowrimo-induced writer's guilt. Despite the Crusoe emotional rollercoaster, despite the Evil Evil Soap, despite the fact that I really want to go to bed, I went and wrote the last couple hundred words anyway.

I now have 25,373 words in my nanowrimo.

I am over halfway done.

When I wake up I'm sure I'll be more excited. For now, I'm going to bed.



*Oh, and I've been forgetting to post out-of-context quotes. This post's quote is:

"There was only one direction left open, and the Mafia guys had spotted them, too, as they sailed past on their happy little elephant."