NaNoWri*splat*
Oct. 2nd, 2008 06:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fadagaskiGah. I've been trying for two days to sign up for NaNo this year, and first the servers were overloaded, and now they're KAPUT. Bah.
But in anticipation of said NaNoing, I have been working on last year's (and, soon, this year's) novel. Yup, breaking the rules in so many ways, but all I want is 50k of SOMETHING in the month of November.
So the 30th was the anniversary of my 22nd year on this planet, and it went off pretty well. I worked 12 hours, skipped my German class, received sweet pastry things, CHF50 from Grannie AND ... MY FLIGHTS HOME. HOMG. Pretty freakin' awesome, eh?
Speaking of Canadians (get it?), did you know flyzoom.com went bust? Which sucks out loud, because how else am I meant to get out there on the cheap? Made of fail, people.
And as my wages for last month went in (with no deductions, hooray!) I have decided to go away for the weekend to Geneva. Am leaving Friday, and coming back either Sunday night or Monday morning. YAY FRENCH-SPEAKING PART OF SWITZERLAND.
You know you've lived in Europe too long when: you're forced to communicate in an awkward and broken mix of French, German, and English in order to be understood by anyone.
But in anticipation of said NaNoing, I have been working on last year's (and, soon, this year's) novel. Yup, breaking the rules in so many ways, but all I want is 50k of SOMETHING in the month of November.
So the 30th was the anniversary of my 22nd year on this planet, and it went off pretty well. I worked 12 hours, skipped my German class, received sweet pastry things, CHF50 from Grannie AND ... MY FLIGHTS HOME. HOMG. Pretty freakin' awesome, eh?
Speaking of Canadians (get it?), did you know flyzoom.com went bust? Which sucks out loud, because how else am I meant to get out there on the cheap? Made of fail, people.
And as my wages for last month went in (with no deductions, hooray!) I have decided to go away for the weekend to Geneva. Am leaving Friday, and coming back either Sunday night or Monday morning. YAY FRENCH-SPEAKING PART OF SWITZERLAND.
You know you've lived in Europe too long when: you're forced to communicate in an awkward and broken mix of French, German, and English in order to be understood by anyone.
