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Alida: A 23-year-old Canadian exploring the infinite abyss that is New York City.

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Thurs, Nov. 6
... Tell one more time again
I can't wait until my home internet connection is working again. And I meant to write an entry last night, but I was actually productive, and I wrote over 2000 words! Not nearly enough to put me back on quota for today (I'm still about 4000 words behind), but it's a start. And this is now reading weekend (we don't get a full week during the first semester), so I'm hoping to get a fair bit done.

Although if you ask me how far behind I am in my assignments, it's almost as far behind as I am in wordcount. :o)

Oy. I have to run, sadly. I'm so exhausted, and I'm on my way to the gym now. I'll probably want to just drop into bed as soon as I get home, but I should try to pound out at least 1500 words before I go to sleep. But it's Thursday, which means watching my taped Friends and Will and Grace with Logan. Hmmm. I'll have to write while I watch. Who knows what could end up in my plot then...

No class tomorrow morning, though!!! Woo!!!! Oh, so excited. I can sleep in. And on Saturday, too. Although on Saturday, I need to write at least 5000 words. Hopefully more.

Anyways. I'm finished with the emailing I can do right now, so I'm going to go peruse the NaNo boards one last time, and then be off for the night. Oy. Sleep. Come quickly.

One year ago today: Life wasn't meant to be lived alone... in "Our Town," there's a scene where the Stage Manager talks about how people were made to go through life two by two; they weren't meant to live it in isolation. People were made to be one half of a pair. But in a more general sense than marriage, I don't think God intended for us to struggle through life's hard times and victories alone. I think he intended for us to find the people who can be our support system and lean on them when we need to, and also to be the support system for other people to lean on.
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posted at 8:51 p.m.