No One Plans To Take The Path That Brings You Lower, And Here You Stand Before Us All And Say It's Over

Don't you just hate it when you have 34 blog posts in draft but all you really wanna do is make another one because those 34 other ones were written like five months ago while you were still a sentient lump of a person?
I do. Do you know the feeling? It's probably really easy to relate.

At least we aren't blind sloths!
Inside joke. Kind of. Not really a joke, though. More like a life situation.

ANYWAY, I'm doing NaNoWriMo because I'm clinically insane and I have a little word count widget. Isn't that exciting? Although right now it isn't up to date because I'm also clinically lazy. I'm clinically a lot of things, but those are the two most prominent ones.

Me? Abandon my blog? Never.
Or often, if you want to be pessimistic/technical.

So, because I am doing NaNo I won't be writing very many posts. Or any? Maybe not any. Most likely not any, actually. And darn it, it's the 11th. I've been dreading this day for no real reason. I'm a terrible person, I guess:

The most persistent sound which reverberates through men’s history is the beating of war drums.

Arthur Koestler

When eating bamboo sprouts, remember the man who planted them.

Chinese Proverb

And thank you to... my dad(do you count?) and everyone else out there who has served in the military. Thanks ♥

[late late late late lateeeee.]