time, where did you go?

this morning i had the [increasingly rare] urge to blog about something specific. do you know how long it's been since i've come on here with an actual point to make? way too long. but today was different. so i sign into blogger with a purpose and click on the little create a new blog post pencil. but before i could start writing my post, i realized that today was the first of november which also means that it's the first day of nanowrimo (which i somehow both totally knew and totally forgot about). anyway, once that realization hit i also realized that i had yet to put my word count tracker up on my blog. and what is nanowrimo if i don't post my writing progress (or lack thereof) for all of you to see? the thought of that little red bar not moving for too long always motivates me to write... or to come on here and complain about how i am not writing which somehow allows me to push through my writer's block.

the thing is, i apparently did not bookmark the page i got the code from to put up the counter. i could not remember where i had gotten it from. and i did not feel like using my brain to remember how to write basic html. i just wanted the word count tracker up there so i could start writing. a while later (it took a lot longer than it should have because of constant interruptions) i had the word count tracker up. but now i needed to actually start my novel so that the 0% done wasn't mocking me. this started off great until i received multiple phone calls and kept getting distracted by mythbusters. so i moved into the bedroom, got my daily word count goal accomplished, and posted it on here. (i was actually on a roll and would have written more, but junior decided that it was a perfect time to need to be recharged.)

finished enough with nano for the day, i decided to finally write my blog post. but then i got an email from my friday class's professor (my second favorite class of the semester) saying that we would not be meeting tomorrow. my head took this to mean that today's class should be cancelled and i spent the rest of the day waiting for the cancellation email that never came. i decided to make a quick comment about how the class i wanted cancelled the most was the only class i was having this week before starting my real post when i noticed my chipping nail polish and remembered that i needed to take it off. so i did that and then took a shower. by that time it was two something and i had to get dressed and print out my homework (and make sure it was answered correctly) and triple check that class was really happening tonight. i can be a huge lollygagger (i can't think of a word that doesn't make me sound sixty for this) at times and by the time i was ready to sit down and write, it was time to head to school.

when i got back home, i decided to write the blog post while i ate gross, reheated pizza and looked through the mail. then i saw a comment talking about how i had no new post today and for some reason it led to this pointless thing instead of the original one which will be shoved to tomorrow apparently. because, really, the last thing i want to do when i finish three hours of calculating alpha, beta, and lambda is to actually write something that is not mindless drivel.

i also think i used this lyric as a title before. (maybe more than once?)

the end.

*Time - Chantal Kreviazuk