Rumor has it that a certain itinerant philosopher is lurking on LiveJournal without creating an account, thus missing out on all the exciting stuff his friends and acquaintances are hiding in their filtered posts. To this I say, Neener, neener. Give in and sign up already, Mark. Resistance is futile, you will be assimilated, and you know you need another internet addiction like I need to figure out whether that last was sarcastic or not.
Presenting my new National Novel Writing Month LJ icon! Any time you see this lady (from last year's "the red-panted novelist triumphant" t-shirts) on one of my entries, it means that entry contains blathering about NaNoWriMo, so you can skip it or skim it if you're not interested. ( Also, I'll be hiding entries that get too long behind cut tags for your convenience. )
I like how the "I signed up for NaNoWriMo.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif){kind=small}
goteam made me do it!" meme keeps turning up on my Friends page. It's funny. ( Hopefully I will be able to use my recruitment powers for good... )
In other news (because it's hard for me to limit my posts to just NaNoWriMo stuff), I really need fenders for my bike. They might not've helped much today when it was actually raining (really lightly, more like heavy mist, though it felt like more when I was moving quickly), but I'm sure they could've saved me from the wet streets. I sure was glad to get back from tutoring (both my noon student and my 1:30 student cancelled, but at least the latter had the good grace to meet me and say "hey, I don't really have anything new to work on today", and the former hasn't met me yet, so I'm pretty sure it's not personal) and grocery shopping (I got scary toxic chemicals with which I plan to attack the bathroom and maybe kitchen, and so much ramen, though of course not enough --- it's hard to ever have enough ramen). Since getting home, I have put on dry clothes and a comfy sweater, and ingested a nice big mug of hot chocolate, and life is much better. Now it's time to think about making dinner maybe. And maybe more cleaning, or maybe some writing... mwa ha ha! You see? It is all about NaNoWriMo after all! That picture is there to warn you! Fools!
Uh, yeah. You get the idea.
I just sent email to National Novel Writing Month headquarters volunteering to be the Municipal Liaison for Eugene this year. My plan was to write the email and then postpone sending it and look at it again and decide whether it was still a good idea, but force of habit took over and I sent it. Mostly I think this is a good thing --- it will force me to be more committed to NaNoWriMo, probably get me to meet new people, and be as much work as I'm willing to make it, so as long as I don't go insane with responsibility everything will be fine. But still... eep.
Anyways, now that I've done that, I feel like it's time for another poll, this one to determine what I can do to reduce what I perceive as being my fairly obnoxious NaNoWriMo obsession. Here goes:
[Poll #187877]Based on the results of this poll, I'll either start hiding all my NaNoWriMo stuff behind cuts (this would be easiest for me, since I could mix NaNo stuff in with other entries) or create appropriate filters for people interested in reading my NaNoWriMo adventures, or interested in avoiding them, as the case may be, and write separate entries when necessary.
In other news, I think my cold or whatever it is that was bothering me on Wednesday has decided to settle in my sinuses and give me yucky post-nasal drip. Tonight I will attempt to combat this with hot and sour soup, so there.
It took me over an hour to read the more than 100 entries posted since my last visit to LJ, and that was with a lot of skimming. Part of the problem is I can't resist posting comments, but sheesh! At times like this I want to edit my Friends list, or filter it somehow to at least skip over the groups, but in the end I know I'm always going to prefer more information to less, even if it's a big fat time suck. Okay, time to go home now (it still makes me happy to think of the new place as "home").
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