I only wrote 2k of the 4k words that I needed to write this weekend. Hopefully I can pull off the remaining 2k before Wednesday - this is all for The Novel Project, of course. On the upside, I may have found a way for Chapter 7 to suck a little less - but it hinges on that 2k words that I still need to write.
On Wednesday, I will be fighting aliens. More details on that to come, but I've been booked to run around like an idiot in the background of a series called Falling Skies.
I still don't have a place to live in March...but the month is still young. Hopefully there are some landlords out there who are very slow to list their amazing affordable places. I haven't started packing yet. I need to procure some boxes.
Now I should really stop procrastinating and eat some lunch. (You know you have a problem with procrastination, when you procrastinate eating even though you are starving.)