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         I have slept my day away. It's time now, I suppose, to begin my nocturnal activities. For the entire month of November that has involved writing. Tonight, it will not. I'm going to be watching movies television until the wee hours.

         Many an evening, after all other computer business is done, I go to Netflix and watch movies or television. I have watched most of  Lexx that way. I plan to make more use of this feature in the future, but at the moment I'm confined to viewing on my computer and only under firefox, a browser of which I am not that enamored.

         I will be watching, for some hours, is disc 2, of season one of Witchblade in order to catch up with my Sis who watched nearly the entire disc while I slept. I really have enjoyed this series, not least because two actors I really like appear here, well, three. Yancy Butler, Eric Etebari, and John Hensley. Sadly none of these have attained the star status I think they deserve. All reside on my list of under-appreciated actors. I'm going to have to get around to making a page for that list…

         November has consisted of a long 28 days thus far. There's been considerable tension and self-imposed stress. November is like that for me because for several years now, and for the foreseeable future, I will be requiring myself to write 1667 words per day. That's the NaNoWriMo thing — Na(tional)No(vel)Wri(ting)Mo(nth) in case any of you haven't figured that out yet.

         It Went like this as far as daily progress is concerned. I had a bad dry spell around the eighth and didn't write anything at all for about a week. I rallied, eventually, and had more than a few days with 3,000 to 5,000 words per day. I got my 50,000 words and a few more. I figure I've got about 100,000 words to go until it is finished.