Nov. 10th, 2007

stinglikeabee: classic denny colt  (sleepy)
NaNoWriMo is kicking me hard. And right when I'm down for the count, too.

The site's got these spanking new widgets I'd love to post, but as it updates only once a day and I feverishly update my stats at least thrice an hour it's not showing the correct amount. It took me a good part of the day to pass the 10,000 mark - a belated landmark, since it's day 10 and I should have reached 16,670. GAH. I don't know if I have it in me to try and work in 10k tomorrow. 20,000 in two days?

I am going to say HELL YEAH! and then curl into a fetal position.

And now, the top distractions of the week:

- la Minogue launched her own social networking site called Kylie Konnect - tried several times to register, but was pitifully turned down everytime. I'm left to listen 'Je ne sais pas pour quoi' with a glass of coffee soymilk

- had the Monty Python's Holy Grail Ale, which wasn't bad. Thought it had a chocolate malt-ish aftertaste, but I was drinking out of the bottle and should have poured it into a glass instead (I'm a heathen that way). But at $7, it's much too expensive for a favourite. I'm sticking with Guinness, even if it's made in Ghana or Mexico or wherever it is now.

- and missing the Simon Bolivar Youth Orchestra at the Disney Hall last Friday. Good news is that the conductor Gustavo Dudamel will eventually head the LA Philharmonic in a few years, and am loving the clips on youtube from when they graced the BBC Proms in August. I have never seen anyone so young so excited and passionate in the orchestra - this clip of Mambo even made my mother, a dedicated hater of all things classical, smile. See for yourself how a campaign started by an economist to reach impoverished kids in Venezuela with classical music can create such wonderful performances:


Gah, I'm back to writing on me own. Good thing I've got ol' Harry and the sounds of NOLA for company. Do dat thing ya'll!

EDIT: 02:39 - Brain leaking. Eyes drying. Finished two word wars and somehow wrote in a very strange internal monologue with myself into the nano. WHAT? I CAN HAS SLEEP?

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