Sept the Eleventh
Hit the library again, didn’t get very much work done. Ran into Jason, shot the shit for a bit. Saw Vic’ too, didn’t get to shoot the shit because they had her runnin’ around like a maniac, jigglin’ all over the place. Was quite the sight to see, though I tried not to look. Harry didn’t offer the same courtesy, but, y’know. We’re all trying our best, I suppose.
Thinking about staying home for a few days, getting this novel properly planned out. I’d like to start writing it… well, as ASAP as possible, obviously, but… let’s say… let’s say October.
Yeah, Oct the First. That’s my day. If I haven’t started it by then, I’ll just force myself. The Face of Fear is happening, Journal, one way or another.
Say thankya, Journal. ‘Preciate ya. Long days and good dreams~
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