Holy crap, I can't believe I did it. 

SQUEE!!

I'M 96% FINISHED WRITING NANOWRIMO!!!

Gleeeeee!!!

I am sloooowly catching up. This evening I broke 40,000 words. I now have only 9548 words to go for NaNo. I want to write at least another thousand words tonight, but the story is almost over. Then, I'll need to write a few scenes I forgot to add in. :D I am pleased.

Open Letter

Dear fucking Bitches who decided to make my life miserable today,
(you know who you are...or if you don't, you're going to find yourself dying alone in a "care home" that your children stuck you in so that they didn't need to listen to your idiocy.)
Hi. I just thought that you'd like to know that you did not succeed in completely ruining my day. In fact, today I managed to go for nearly two hours of my shift without crying, which you somehow managed to miss. Next time, make sure you come in right at the beginning when the store opens so that you have a better opportunity to spread your bile around.

Plus, you gave me the opportunity to go and hang out with some trees in the rain, without my jacket, because I couldn't stand the store for a second longer and I preferred to make it look like it was the rain making my face wet.

Smiles, and sunshine.
Karin

PS, You're lucky that I didn't puke on you, thanks to the food poisoning I'm currently suffering.

Exercise today: kicking the shit out of the lockers at work

From Peechie.

1. Reply to this post if you want/need me to tell you how cool you are!

2. Watch my blog over the next few days for a post just about you and why I think you rock my socks.

3. Post these instructions in your blog and give your friends a much needed dose of love and adoration!

(I have no idea if anyone's actually going to do this...but don't expect to see this until after NaNo is over. :p )

Ooh...yummy.

Today I discovered hot chocolate nirvana. A new coffee shop opened up at Poco Plaza, on the Lougheed Highway about two blocks east of Coquitlam Centre. This place is called "Mayan Art Cafe" and it is really nifty. It's so serene in there, with tiled floor, burgandy or green walls and loads of fabulous carvings. The hot chocolate will only be liked by those who like cocoa and/or dark chocolate, which rules out a couple of people I know. However, anyone who wants to come out and visit me, I'll take you there.

The hot chocolate is made with REAL chocolate imported from Mexico and grown in a fair trade agreement with the farmers. It's so incredibly rich and fabulous. Just, yum.

I'm sorry for the lack of content. I've been trying to spew words onto my computer for NaNoWriMo, and I'm also sorry for neglecting all my friends. :( I'm a bad, bad person. :(

Too early!!

We have a Christmas song CD playing at work, consisting of about six songs that just get played over. And over. And OVER. All. Day. Long.

I don't think I can take this for the next 32 days.

On the plus side, I got to wear a purple stocking on my head for an hour today before my manager told me it looked silly (it was resting on my head because the top was too small) and gave me a red Santa hat. We didn't have any purple Santa hats. :(

Yikes

I don't like this Mac keyboard at school. I've been spoiled by writing over 10000 words on a snazzy ergonomic keyboard that Dave loaned me. :)

The Answers

Ding ding! Peechie got it right!

1) I have been proposed to four times.
-Once when I was seven, once when I was 12, once when I was 16 and once when I was 19. Nothing since...I guess I've slowed down a lot. :)

2) I have grown multiple cactus (cactii?) from seed.
-They're itty bitty, but they're definitely spiky.

3) I have four phone numbers with which one can reach me.
-My parent's line, my line, modem line, cell phone.

4) I read "Gone With the Wind" in two days.
-I was in Victoria at Guide camp when I was about 11.

5) I met one of my best friends on the basis of the same Care Bear lunch box.
-Hi Justy!

6) I am missing a knuckle.
-When I was about 12, I was riding my bike and squeezing the brakes to break them in and all of a sudden a got a horrible pain in my left hand. We went to the hospital and got it x-rayed and they said it looked like it had never existed, although my mother and I know that it did. So, it might have disintegrated or something weird. I figure it was aliens. Why must they only go for anal probes?

7) Sunlight makes me sneeze.
-Ding! This is the lie. Everything else seems to make me sneeze though. My mom has photo-sensitive sneezing though.

8) Using hot water from the tap for cooking gives me the heebie jeebies.
-I blame my mother. She taught me that hot water from the tap is full of bacteria and germs because of the hot water heater filter never being changed. Or something.

9) I have no food or drug allergies. (Cats aren't food, are they?)
-Not allergic to anything except air bornes. Oh, and exercise... :p

10) When I had the chicken pox, I had pox in my ears, mouth, nose and girly bits in addition to all the other bits.
-Yeah, it was gross. I still have some scars.

Nine Truths and a Lie

Stolen from many many people. Here's the rules. I'll tell you ten things...you try to guess which is the lie.

1) I have been proposed to four times.
2) I have grown multiple cactus (cactii?) from seed.
3) I have four phone numbers with which one can reach me.
4) I read "Gone With the Wind" in two days.
5) I met one of my best friends on the basis of the same Care Bear lunch box.
6) I am missing a knuckle.
7) Sunlight makes me sneeze.
8) Using hot water from the tap for cooking gives me the heebie jeebies.
9) I have no food or drug allergies. (Cats aren't food, are they?)
10) When I had the chicken pox, I had pox in my ears, mouth, nose and girly bits in addition to all the other bits.

You speak eloquently and have seemingly read every
book ever published. You are a fountain of
endless (sometimes useless) knowledge, and
never fail to impress at a party.
What people love: You can answer almost any
question people ask, and have thus been
nicknamed Jeeves.
What people hate: You constantly correct their
grammar and insult their paperbacks.


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Priorities...

I still have several hundred words to write for my paper, roughly 12000 words to catch up with NaNoWriMo, several knitting projects on the go for Christmas presents, and I haven't worked out since Saturday. So what have I been doing for the last 30 minutes, you may ask?

Why, starting a poncho of course. I'll cross post the details on Knitting Pretty when I get a bit further along.

Discovered via Haloscan Comments

Here tis.

Exercise Saturday: 1.5 hours karate

GLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!

Filming starts on the 27th of November in Vancouver!!!!

November 11th

"November 11th"
The Cruzeros

My uncle Bob lost his leg in the war
Southern Italy, 1944
They flew him back home to the Vancouver rain
He was pumped full of morphine
But he still felt the pain.
He still felt the pain.

They built him a new leg
But it never fit right
And it bothered him for the rest of his life.
But he could swim like a fish
And play cards like a shark
And he taught me courage
Comes straight from your heart

November 11th, 11 am.
I stop what I'm doing, wherever I am
In a moment of silence,
I think about what might have been
Without soldiers like him.

Now the soldiers are older
And many have gone
Like my uncle Bob
But his memory lives on
We live in freedom
'Cause they won that war
So remember what this day is for.

November 11th, 11 am.
I stop what I'm doing, wherever I am
In a moment of silence,
I think about what might have been
Without soldiers like him.

Exercise today:

How to destroy my willpower, in one easy step.

1) Plop an open bag of salt 'n' vinegar chips on my lap.

...

*munch* Thanks a lot, mom. *munch*

Goals met.

Damn. I feel pretty good right now. I challenged myself to write 3000 words in 3 hours, and I pulled it off. Ouch, say my wrists and To Bed, says my brain. Yet, I know naught of what they speak, for I have written!!

And apparently the connection from my brain to my fingers has been severed, because I have no idea what the above means.

I sleep much lots now.

Wondering:

I just got thanked by a SmartCan garbage disposal unit about five minutes ago at university. Could androids which collect my garbage for me be far behind?

Pondering:

"If I carry all the books on fitness and weightlifting I own around with me for a couple of weeks, I don't have to follow the programs they give me."

Good and Bad

Good: had an amazing session at karate yesterday. We seem to have found one of my strengths. Since I have really lousy balance, it's a good thing that I can ground fight fairly effectively.

Bad-eque: I have bruises all over.

Bad: It's raining, so no Ultimate.

Good: I have a vicious cramp/headache combination, hold the mustard. Er...well, it's good that there's no Ultimate. Not the hurty bits thing.

Bad: my computer was broken-ish and not opening anything. This meant no NaNoWriMo, blogging, checking blogs or other things.

Good: it also meant I couldn't work on my paper. ;)

Good: I *cough*boughtsomebooksyesterday*cough* at Value Village, including a book on knitting, one on running, one on craft stuff and one from 1979 written by Ahhhnold about women's weightlifting.

Exercise yesterday: 1.5 hours karate

Via Jen-Dave's-Sister-Who-Doesn't-Have-A-Blog

Save Liberal Americans

Exercise today: going to karate. I missed the last two weeks *BAD KARIN*

Jeez Murphy.

*looks at her credit card bill* You know, for someone who planned to make most of her gifts this year, this is REALLY FRICKING HIGH!

Recovery!

Huzzah! After nearly two years, I have regained possession of my black, $200 Victorian corset. ****GLLLLLEEEEEEE****

Since everyone is doing it...

...and since my content is going to be CRAP for the next 27 days...

A is for age: 25
B is for booze: Gin and Tonic, Bailey's, Stella Artois, wine
C is for career: Student, entrepeneur
D is for dad's name: Glenn
E is for essential item to bring to a party: several kinds of wine
F is for favorite song at the moment: "Suds in the Bucket" Sarah Evans (I know, country, blah blah, shut up.)
G is for girlfriend: Keegan/Kittens, Bimkins
H is for hometown: Coquitlam BC
I is for instruments you play: tenor drum, or none of these well, voice, alto sax, flute, guitar
J is for jam or jelly you like: homemade strawberry freezer jam, apricot
K is for kids: nope, maybe later
L is for living arrangements: renting my parent's basement suite, moving out in March
M is for mom's name: Jutta (pronounced Yu-tah)
N is for name of your best friend: Several...Keegan, Bimkins, Justy, Dave (yes, sweetie, you count)
O is for overnight hospital stays: Grade 7, they thought they needed to take out my appendix, overnight-ish with No Name Yet, Mr. NNY and Drew
P is for phobia: spiders, drowning, suffocating, small spaces, not breathing
Q is for quote you like: "Writing is easy. All you do is stare at a blank sheet of paper until drops of blood form on your forehead." Gene Fowler "There are three rules for writing the novel. Unfortunately, no one knows what they are." W. Somerset Maugham
R is for relationship that lasted the longest: Just over three years, from when I was 16-19.
S is for sexual position: Yes, they exist. No, I'm not telling. :)
T is for time you wake up: On my own, between 10 and 1.
U is for unique trait: the ability to be interested in incredibly diverse things
V is for vegetable you love: baby carrots, new potatoes
W is for worst trait: the inability to stick with any interest for more than a couple of days, or maybe weeks. (I'm getting better at that now though.)
X is for x-rays you've had: ankle, hand (knuckles)
Y is for yummy food you make: grilled cheese sandwiches? Ooh! Apple crisp!
Z is for zodiac sign: Libra, but honestly, who cares?



Exercise today:

Started

Well, it has begun. My first 3586 words were written over the last two days. I'm on track. :) We'll see how far I can get.

Heh. That's about all that's interesting for me. Oh, I bought blueberry tea. It is tasty and makes for a great motivator.

Exercise today: my fingers got lots of exercise...