~I don't know how to act drunk. I really should get out more.~

Wow. I really need to not do this to myself anymore. I have so many things happening at the same time I have to keep track of the scenes in a list. Something like ten groups with things happening to them at the same time? What kind of SADIST am I? And yes, tormenting myself is sadism. Don't question, fool. 

Tweet-Post #4

Etna on drugs is FREAKY. "Someone was crying, and trying not to. It was light blue, with white peeking through. Oh, she was the one crying. That was funny."

Tweet-Post #3

"They said you'd shoot first, ask questions later!"
*shoots* "There's the shooting. Now, What. Is. Going. On. Here?"

Derin is SUCH a MAN!

Tweet-Post #2

All my guards R creepy & lame, y is ths? But go Tru! Stand up 2 those Jerks! & I rlly hope U know wht U're doing, b/c I dont.

Tweet-Post #1

O Tenish, how ive missed U & yr acid wit. & Neph! *fangirl squee* Tenish & Neph- all that's needed 2 make ur day complete, u no it. Gd luck!

Oscar. Mike. Golf.

I have until June 1 before my Create Space offer expires.

Cue panicking? Yes Plaxors?

Ten Days. Ten Days to finish my Novel Of Doom.

*gulps*

I always said I worked better with a deadline...

Let's DO this thang!

"Bye bye empire, empire bye bye..."

Expendables update.

Total Word Count: 162,547
Characters who've made it to "safety": 3. Maybe? I think?
Characters who are still in danger: 20. *head desk* (Yes, I introduced a side character who is certain he's going to die, clever boy.)

But three people made it out! Go them! If you haven't noticed, I haven't been terribly inspired lately. I'm trying to slog forward and extract my characters, it just, takes a while. *sigh*