a pop up ad just popped up on my 'puter screen advertising a software that stops pop up ads from popping up on 'puter your screen.

isn't it ironic? dontcha think?

or is your problem that you don't think? i know i have trouble with it sometimes.

but now is not the time to think! now is the time to write. lots and lots and lots so that i can make up for friday when i didn't write. or today. friday i became addicted to this number problem game solving website. and today, well, it was just one of those bum around kind of saturdays. but now i'm going to hunker down and write. i've got my soda and my 'nuclear sour neon gummie worms.' if that doesn't jump start the muse i don't know what will. and i've got the television off. so no distractions there. and i'm feeling a bit tired (i was up late playing with the number problems) so i'm feeling a bit fuzzy brained. yes! let the silly non-sense-ical wordage begin!

it's day 8 of NaNoWriMo and my word count as of right now is 11,052. it should be up around 16,000 by the end of the day, but that's what i get for goofing off. hopefully tomorrow i can write 7000 words to catch up. yeah right, like that's going to happen. and sour neon gummi worms might fly out of my butt! (when the communicative fart bubbles aren't busy making the journey that is).

*sigh* if only my 'novel' was as good as that previous paragraph i'd be happy with it. ;) right now its just so blah. but i'm not discouraged. i mean, "was it over when the german's bombed pearl harbor? hell no! and it ain't over now." because i've still got 24 or so more days to go! plent of time for the funny to show up. right?