we'll live forever and they will write a novel about our love.

Despite how "ohmygodreally, I'm sotired, I justwannapassouttt" tired I was last night, I managed to stick it out until midnight, and then fourty-three more minutes past.

In that 43 minutes, I wrote my first 1,003 words of the still incomplete chapter one.

I did the whole thing while listening to Tokio Hotel's "Schrei" album all the way through.

Starting to establish my background music for this year.

I'm going to write more a little later on, when I can bring myself to.

Today's goal is going to be around 2k.

I'm working with everything from a spreadsheet to paper records, and all.  It's overwhelming, but it's more to ensconce myself in to keep focused.

Last night I opened the ceremonial NaNoWriMo air freshener, and exercised the first of my writing totems, the music-player armband.  Because HeyChris always listens to his iPod when he runs, and you know that motherfucker has to have used an armband.  For real.

Anyway, if I remember right, I also have a hoodie for cold days, a stuffed dog named Gut-Z after Chris, my Chadam paperweight, a white Fender pick, and my pageboy hat.

It's going to be one hell of a messy month.

Will update later today with final daily totals.