Update.

About 1400 words to go. isomeme's post seems to have worked. I am trying to think like a 13 year old geek again, but there's a side effect, I'm lusting after Norma Husbands again. :P

Managed to get the majority of the cds I wanted to rip done this morning. My music selection is now much better Lots of Kinks and Aerosmith added, some really bad Dylan removed.

I must eat now. Stomach has been complaining for two hours.

Attention Helllooonurse

Can I use your name in the book? I need to know if you have a problem with this soon.

Glorble

My eyes hurt. My head hurt. For some odd reason, my elbow hurts.

I'm surrounded by empty Coke cans, and I don't remember drinking them. I can't remember eating lunch. I feel like I ate a t-shirt.

I've been sitting here long enough that when I went to the restroom I twitched so hard that I punched a wall. I'll probably bruise.

I smell bad.

But I don't care. Know why?

Because the book is finished! 91,460 words!

I still need to go through with the proverbial fine-toothed comb, but I can at least stretch a little.

Thanks to all who sent vibes.

Who needs dungeons?

Catching up on things I've been missing while driving to finish Outrim Void, I've finally gotten around to reading about the explorations beneath Moscow's streets

All sorts of possibilities for the sick mind of a game master here . . .