NaNoWriMo. 2692 words thus far. Story, well, crap. But I will get this story out if it kills me. I think this story has been with me since before.... before.... ever... it has to come out. Stupid story. I think it is a love story. It might not be yet. I'm not sure.
May've got a friend into it too. That will be awesome.
And I want to learn Italian. No biggie there. I have a new Italian. And now I want to speak it. Maybe I will. Maybe I will learn the language and run away to Italy. Or not. Who knows?
But I'm off to sleep now. Sleep indeed. I may try to finish the novel before the end of the month. We shall see. Then I might have to write a new one on holiday in december.