octette

i wrote seven thousand words tonight, in under four hours. i have no idea how i did this, i think it might have to be chalked up to magic.

then i took myself off to the bluebird to see a bunch of bands. i really liked the first band that played (the analysts). they sounded a lot like interpol, which is a band i really like, so of course i liked them. the second band (the bureau) was pretty dec, too. but by the time their set was over, i was sweating to death, so annie and i and some of her friends went outside to stand in the breeze.

there was a van with rock band running on a ps3. oh. my. god. i totally missed the first half of the third band’s set, because i was busy watching boys play rock band. i missed a real band because i was watching a video game band. it was kind of pathetic. and by the time i got around to going inside, my head was really hurting, and i only stayed for two songs before i had to book.

(it is because while i was writing, i forgot to eat something. those slimfast shakes do not really replace meals, because even though i had one, i am still dying for some real food. except i just looked in my fridge: i have a quart of yogurt, two bottles of boone’s farm, some dairy milk, some soy milk, and half an order of french fries from sunday night. and a bunch of slimfast shakes. i rule.)

seriously. kat and i wrote more than 60,000 words in under a month. our drop dead date to get the book to jozelle is friday. the only problem is that, uh, we haven’t written the climax of the book yet. beginning? yup. middle? yup. end? yup. final battle scene? nope! oops.

omg, bedtime.