So spoke misery

Ha! Oh, is anyone surprised that North Charleston ranked #7 on the list of "The Most Dangerous Cities in the U.S."? Well, yeah, that's actually pretty high, all things considered. Frickin' North Charleston. I caught up on my NaNo goodness this morning. I'm still not exactly sure what the hell I'm going to do, as I'm running out of ways to split the group up and go with the chaos at the moment, but I think I've got a loophole or two, plus there's the ending, which I can muck with a bit.

I don't think Mumsy got the stuff for crack pie. I didn't even think to ask her about it until I was just about to fall asleep last night, so I can't really fuss.

I'm taking a quick break from Frost because a) I needed sleep and b) I have other things to do, and honestly, this book is so short that I should finish it by tonight. I thought of racing to finish, but, no. Almost halfway through and no sex. Very weird for a Merry book. Would be a sign of the end of the world if it were Anita. Shall not dwell there.

I think I'll clean up in here while I'm feeling motivated enough. That's the plan, anyway.