34,010 words and finished before going out to dinner! All caught up with NaNoWriMo Summer Challenge and apparently in my literary exertions today, Benign Poltergeist did away with my cell phone. Again. Oh well.
* hurries to shower before dinner so people don't know I sat around smelling all day *
my primal journal:
“If I didn't define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people's fantasies for me and eaten alive.” --Audre Lorde