I’ve reached 50 thousand words. See, I even have a pretty picture to prove it:

So, why don’t I feel like celebrating? Why do I feel like, so what, it’s only 50k. it wwasn’t hard at all. Why don’t I feel good about finally being about to dye my hair a funny colour, or drink three cans of mountain dew or eat the chocolates I’ve been saving. Why don’t I feel like ordering pizza or going out for a steak dinner?

Merr. I think these must be the post- nano blues everyone tells me about. It sucks

☮&♥