Nano, Halloween, and Gaming

I'm officially part of Nano this year. I even signed up to take napkins and cups to the kick off party next Friday. Still, there's that inner frozen writer walking around reeking with the smell of fear, it's eyes filled with apprehension. What if I sit down and there's nothing there? What if I go all month and there's only a blank document at the end of it? Anyone have a paper bag? Anyone? How about a Valium?

Yep, that's the way it feels when you know you have exactly 30 days to write a minimum of 50,000 words. Not that something horrible happens to you if you don't. There's just the shame in front of your Nano buddies, and if you're like me and have stupidly blogged about it, the shame in front of THE WHOLE WORLD. Luckily I only have 10 followers. Well, except for anyone who reads this because it's attached to facebook. Great, no pressure.

Em was invited to a Halloween party. Guess who she's going to be. Zim, of course. She just has to figure out how to do his hair. If her hair was just a tad bit shorter, I could slap some goop in it and make it do the little curly-cue thing on top but her hair is too long and heavy. I suggested she make a cap with the hair on it. She's thinking it over.

T picked up Fallout New Vegas yesterday. Apparently, it's in post-apocalyptic Vegas and everyone is some kind of mutant. According to T, it's a good game. I like games like Destroy All Humans which was totally dorky, but, hey, it's my speed. I can just feel T and Em rolling their eyes at me.

So, there you have it in a nutshell. Hyperventilation, well-shellacked hair, and mutants in Vegas. Nothing out of the ordinary.