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I took Tuesday off to wait for the Verizon man to install a DSL jack. I waited all day. I got Nothing. No jack, no call, no email (which I had to check the next day at work of course). I had verified the appointment the day before. Maybe tomorrow I will have interwebs or maybe tomorrow I will wait around all day for Nothing, again.

The post-NaNo Wednesday write-in was good. Helmed by Serena, attended by Stacy, Tom, Hirou, Alice, me we did a couple of sprints and I got a bunch of plotting done. 'Twas very useful. I wish I could go to this Saturday's write-in but I have to go to McIkea again for more fast food furniture.

Also, tiny cockroaches. I am less freaked out than I used to be. Still, I'm calling the super now.

i can has two different routes

a.
-take the B61 bus all the way to the end
-walk 1 mile along the horrible and loud NY 25a/jackson ave

b.
-B61, ten streets to North 7th (i could walk but it's faster and i'm habitually late)
-L train, one stop
-G train, a few stops to the end, walk a bit
-E or V train, one stop
-yeah that's a few trains and xfers, innit?

i've been taking (b) because it's actually faster and (a) reminds me too much of living in burbville and man, i hate the walk. i don't mind walking at all but it's through what i imagine pittsburgh is like.

in other news, second stop cafe in lorimer is the yum. (can i make up bkl neighborhood names by using the subway stop?) the cupcake, muffin, and mozzarella tomato sammich were all brilliant successes. i don't want to do any more word sprints though, neither last night nor next week nor ever until next nano. also, whichever employee's ipod was playing has the same music that i do. of montreal, the blow. i had a warm and fuzzy seattle nostalgia moment when modest mouse came on.

"Well we'll float on, good news is on the way."

The full moon peaked at 2 PM EST. It helped make last night was whole mess of fun.

I had to eat and clean before my new roommate arrived back from her vacation. My stuff was everywhere from having painted my room bright yellow, Behr Marigold with semi-matte gloss to be exact. I didn't want her to come back to a wreck of an apartment. Now my little, yellow room is packed to the gills, with a narrow path to my new bed.

This made me really late to the NaNoWriMo Thank God It's Over party. I guess I missed a lot of people. I felt better when I found out that a few other people didn't make goal. I've won a couple times, I can win again next time. It was lots of fun anyway, hanging out, snacking, and being a distractivore.

I took the train back to Brooklyn with Mick from NaNo aka The Crazy Drunk Irish Guy. He wanted to show me his favorite bar, The Levee, which was only a few streets from my new apt. The look-see became a cheap beer; which became meeting people, getting to know some really cool regulars, more beer, meeting a bartender, and meeting the off-duty door guy, which became 3:30 am and a free shot of Bulleit Frontier whiskey from the bartender because it was my first time there. Ow. Evidently the full moon makes me able to drink a lot more than I usually can, but that was the limit.

Yeah, I'm half dead now but there's a mini-post-Nano write-in in Brooklyn that I'll go to after work anyway. Gotta keep writing.

Yay, I live in Brooklyn now, south Williamsburg to be exact. Now I just need to figure out how to move there, buy some furniture like oh a bed because I have nothing, paint, figure out how to get interwebs, and, and, and ...
I lack a driver's license so I need to make one of my friends rent a moving van for me.
In the application process, I found I have strangely excellent credit. Time to buy a Lotus. And get a driver's license again.

Reading:
The same stuff as the last two weeks, though only two pages at a time due to NaNo.

Planning:
Moving. I am stressed out. This is partly why I didn't bother to move before.
Drinks at Madame X with NaNoers.
The write in tomorrow and maybe Sunday too because I'm like 9k behind.
2012 the motion picture. "Earth is EXPLOOOODING!" I think it's going to be hilarious.

Writing:
No more experimental novel. I found I really need to work within a structure. Because I was jumping around, I have like five plots now. I have to make time to outline so that I'll have a direction to write in.

Wearing: Nice slacks, dress shoes, and a JC Penney, striped, burgundy, long sleeved, polo top. I really dress quite badly for work because it's in Queens, a nonprofit, and I rarely get to talk to anyone. I had a Penney's gift certificate from mom that I hadn't used for possibly years because that would've required taking time during a Seattle vacation or going to Jersey *shudder* but they recently opened up a location in Herald Square. I was ashamed when I left with two JC Penney bags. I went straight home so that no one would see me, ha.

- write more chapters
- toss junk
- make my new room look nice (i'm going to bb&b after work today)
- take tai chi classes again or something along those lines
- go to the full moon parties
- lose 5 lbs
- make some decent lj icons
- 'shop and upload pics

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Up until I went to bed Saturday night I didn't think I could win NaNo or that I wanted to try to win. I was down by about 12,000 to reach 50k, nevermind my original goal of 60k (ha, ha ha!) But while brushing my teeth for bed I thought "Um, I moved to NYC to become a writer." and this year's NaNo is my so-called real novel. There was no excuse to not kill myself with one final day long push.

Lisa at Saturday's Cafe 28 write in gave me the solution. Do a whole lot of sprints. With my slow speed of 500+ words/15 minutes, I was like, yeah sure, but after teethbrushing I thought of the movie Prefontaine. He'd come up with a plan to do the four minute mile--for the four laps just run this, this, this, and this, ta daa! I used to run. By doing word sprint interval training I could finish. Wake by noon, do two 15 minute sprints an hour, 15 on, 15 off, repeat for 12 hours, win. :)

In my first hour I did two 750+ sprints but I slowed back to normal by the third hour. Lunch was 15 minutes. Some delays made me sprint five minutes apart to keep to 2/hr. I didn't have time to shower. NaNo chat helped enormously. I'm tossing my old NaNo motto of "uhhhh...." and changing it to "brb sprinting." Idk how many times I must have typed that. I was ahead of schedule by 5 and half dead so I allowed myself a 45 minute nap. By 7 pm I wanted to try to make an appearance at the Desperation Libation so I started doing 20 minute sprints. My second wind had me clocking in at over 1000 words for them, a new personal best. I won around 9:45, too late to get down to the Treehouse but yay, it was done!

My reward was French cheese. Om nom nom nom.

After 11 pm in chat, Alasse asked if anyone was still going to write anymore that night. Hmm, I >was< 650 short of 12k for the day. Sure, what the heck. brb sprinting. ^_^

Yay for NaN08. I saw lots of friends, met great new people, worked on my book, and learned how to write faster. I actually can't wait to get back to writing or rather rewriting. My first chapter awaits. I made myself finish all its pieces before NaNo so it's time to improve the weak sections. One of my roommates has been hounding me for it, I need to run it by Damon because he's the best writer I know, simply amazing, and finally I want to workshop it, but only after I hit Costco for a family size tub of post-flaying ointment.

Oo, maybe tonight I can finally watch a tv show or drive one of my videogame cars. O the possibilities!

i hate you best buy, i really do. compusa was so much cheaper and the circuit city store next to yours on 5th ave looks five times as good. the a/c unit you sold me this summer didn't even work and i carried that damn thing all the way home and i paid for a cab so i could return it. i don't know why you're the electronics store left standing. it's just sad really.

for my first xmas in nyc it was basically four boys in the apartment discounting the everabsent girl. no one got a tree. julie ended up staying with her boyfriend/my roommate peter for the holiday and she was sad about the treelessness. frenchie aka alex made her one out of materials at hand.

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man, i love this holiday. merry pre-christmas!

after a 9pm run to the majestic and now unscaffolded post office on 34th, all boxes and cards have been sent. this includes the dim'ed box to seattle which measured out to 10 lbs instead of 5 lbs weight, which equaled $26. :P

designer pop-up moma cards went out to just a few. i know, i suck. maybe next year i'll do a repeat of my 2005 barrage of xmas cards where people got them more then weekly. i sent out five sets to my favorite friends.

the christmas party gifting is a $20 white elephant... damn. kinda. i mean, i'm even more broke now but i had such great ideas for our hosts, fabulous and xuper. for him, a radio controlled helicopter which he can pilot around their huge apartment. for her, this, which i myself covet.
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um, can i make modern art too? it's going on my wishlist for next year. 'sokay, i'll console myself with ssx tricky snowboarding on my newly returned ps2. all i need to do is plug the tv back in and find a place to put it in my tiny room.