Well, now. Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head. Went to class. Spilled an entire bottle of water on myself. Came back home. Doing homework now, and preparing a slab of meat for dinner. Hummed White Room by Cream to myself all day. I lead a really dull life.
I'm halfway through the Iron Noder Challenge, and only one day behind. That's a refreshing change of pace seeing as I utterly failed at NaNoWriMo three years consecutively. I'm a little annoyed that all but one of my write-ups have been "things." But, I've gotten almost entirely positive feedback so far, not to mention a few friendly spelling corrections.
I'm a little obsessed with completing this challenge. Before November 1 rolled around, I made a huge list of everything I thought might not be in the database. Then, I checked everything on it, crossed about half of it off, added more things, and so on. But, I've only mentioned it to one real-life friend. I told him I was writing one mini-essay a day for fun. He solves math problems in his free time, so he simultaneously completely understood and was totally mystified. Such is life.