I didn't realize how long it had been since I last went on here. And here's an update on general things.
"My life ain't busy but my fingers are." - Me.
Hehe, yes, I made that up. Why? Because I've been typing like a pyromaniac, setting fire to my keyboard with fast clickings... okay, not really, but it sounds cool. No?
Anyway, I have written several thousand words this week, the most I've written since NaNoWriMo, and I continue to write more and more, stacking up the words like... like a Walmart employee stacks... uh... tuna cans, you know? The little round cans that are so much wider than they are tall?
Getting back on track, I'll simply state my current novel, Antartica 22, is coming along nicely. A rough estimate is by the end of this summer. It is, after all, going to be a long novel.
Volleyball: Thursday was alright, the practicing went both better and worse than normal. This means I was better at hitting the ball when it came to me, or I at least didn't spike it against my own side, but I missed it several times when I should have been able to hit it.
Plus, just before I served for the last time, we took a short break and someone kicked an extra volleyball. Kicked it REALLY hard, and I unluckily was in the way of the ball, so it felt almost like I got a concussion when it hit my head. I felt extremely dizzy and also like I was going to vomit.
Anyway, that's just about all I have to say.
~The WordWeaver