I just thought I should let you all know that I am a robot.  Seriously.

I wrote this morning.  And I wrote.  And I wrote.  And when I thought I was close enough to 25,000 to quit for the day, I wrote just a little bit more, adding three more words to be at an even 23,400 words.  And then I did the math.

I wrote 4,200 words this morning.  What?  I went back and did my math again, sure that I couldn't possibly have written so much in one sitting.  I added, I subtracted.  I stood agape.  What?  I seriously wrote 4200 words in one sitting.  From 10 until 1.  Wow.

Hate me.  Loathe me.  Despise me.

I love me right now.

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So...I was flipping through our campus newspaper the other day and I came across something in the police blotter that I absolutely had to share.  It's hysterical!  (Okay, the story itself is not hysterical...but the coincidence within is golden.)

Elgin man found guilty of sexual assault with 2 underage males

The Associated Press
St. Charles | An elgin man has been found guilty of having sexual contact with two underage boys.
     Michael Jackson was convicted Monday of two counts of predatory criminal sexual assault and one count aggravated criminal sexual abuse.  Jackson waived his right to a jury trial and had his case heard before Kane County Circuit Judge Timothy Q. Sheldon.
     According to prosecutors, the 32-year-old Jackson had sexual contact with two boys under 13 years from June 2004 and December 2006.  Authorities say Jackson knew the boys.
     Sheldon set a Dec. 10 sentencing date for Jackson, who is being held in the Kane County Jail.

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I can't make this shit up!

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It is officially upon us...

Tonight is the Kick-Off Party for National Novel Writing Month.  Basically, what that means is that thirty crazy people go to Rosita's, a delicious Mexican restaurant in town, and talk writing, box up our inner editors, and have a great last fling before settling down to write for a month.

I'll bet they just loooove us there.

I'll tell you one thing...I love the Sangria there. 

And tomorrow?  Halloween.  Party at the NaNo ML's house.  With my crazy amigos.  And at midnight we all sit down to start writing until 2 AM.  And then we get up Sunday morning and meet again for our first real-live NaNo write-in.  It's like the writer's group jackpot this weekend!  We're going to HATE eachother when it's done, I'm sure.

I, for one, am looking forward to it.  The writing?  Not so much...

Let me level with you all.

I'm scared.  I don't do comedy very often...or very well...

*train of thought comes screeching to a halt*

Wait a minute...am I funny here?  On my blog?  I think I AM!  Maybe I CAN DO funny!  Wow...you're all witnessing a moment...

So now I'm not so scared.  Onwards and, mostly, upwards with JESUS.  IN.  SPAAAAAAAACE!!!



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