Christ on a stick I'm bored.
And it's only 9:30.

I need something to fill my days. Pronto.
*edit*
So there is NaNoWriMo. Which is a good idea, in theory. I have something to work on for said project, and it seems to be the talk of the..uh..town?
Anyhow, I'm on 30,000 words. But I can't be arsed to finish my project because..well..now I don't want anyone reading it.
I had these grand plans for writing the chick book of the year, and getting it published and having it be all happy...but when I started this, things were different. Certain people in my life weren't in my life, and certain people who aren't now were. And the book is actually about my life, and people in/not in it, and I guess I don't want to piss off/hurt anyone.
So I've kinda shelved it. Even though I probably shouldn't. It's actually pretty decent. I let a couple people read what I had and they enjoyed it thus far.
But again, I worry about how my actions will effect everyone else, and I stall.