Houston, we have a problem

My right hand is having intermittent stabs of pain. My left hand is throbbing slightly. Yet I have Dr Propper's clinic tape and 4996 words to go on the NaNoWriMo. Maybe cholten99 was right -- I finish this, and then my hands fall off.

Ow.

In other news, I am going to try to track down a roll & keep version of the bloody Explorers' Society book (because God help me I cannot read the d20 rules without my head blowing up). Also the Vendel/Vesten book. I'd ideally love to play a sorcerer (though I am getting a little sick of cholten99 telling me that the rules are broken for any magic but the Bargainer's Arts) but I can't play a Strega because that's stepping on Andy P's toes, I can't play Porte mage because a) that's cholten99's thing and b) it's boring, I can't play Zerstorung because I can't think of a good enough excuse and I can't play El Fuego Adentro because no one will let me (though I can actually think of a halfway decent reason that an El Fuego Adentro mage would want to be a member of the Explorers' Society). This leaves me with Glamour, Pyreym or Laerdom, and Christ am I fed up with playing Avalons. Or pseudo-Avalons. So, since I can't play the El Fuego Explorer I would ideally love to try out, I figure I'll at least take a stab at rolling up a rune mage. It probably won't work out -- I really haven't got the time to roll up yet another character anyway -- and I'll wind up playing my poor weedy scholar again. Whoopee.

Then sushi. All on my lonesome. Bwah. Then home to get at least another 2000 words down.

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Freedom!

Shopping! (I can't get roleplaying sourcebooks until I've done my Christmas shopping. Actually, given that it's exactly a month before Christmas, I probably shouldn't buy anything anyway.) Then either Yo! or that nifty little fusion place with the to-die-for gyoza. Mmmmmm. Gyoza.

Sushisushisushi! (Actually, saying that three times fast is not the easiest thing in the world. Sounds like spitting out sand.)

Now. What the fuck am I going to get the gang for Christmas this year? Aw crap.

The Final Corner

47,732 / 50,000 (95.4%)

Looks like I'll top 50,000 words by tomorrow, the rate I'm going. It's only 2268 words to go, and I've topped 2k for three days running now.

This year, it looks like I'm actually going to do it.

And my God, am I exhausted...