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I am no good at organisation. I like holiday cards, but could not get it together enough to send them out if my life depended on it.

Therefore, if you would like to be on the list of people who will be lovingly not receiving a holiday card from me this year, please enter a false address below.

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When you take, say, seven hours, and divide it up into twenty minute segments, it actually does feel like ETERNITY.

At least that's over. All the little grouplings have rehearsed, and while some are better than others, at least none of them completely ditched out. There was a really funny one about a penny, and an extremely unfunny one about four women trying desperately to get a burrito.

I spent the whole evening, off and on, writing NaNo, and got 970 words written. Which considering my average is rather pathetic, on the whole, but I kept pausing to help people figure out blocking and answer questions.

*falls down*