He always used to say he had a problem

Alcohol Free November, Day 3:

Not going bad so far. I'm not missing alcohol at all. I don't expect I will until I actually go out somewhere. I'm not an alcoholic, after all.

Caffiene, I'm missing like a limb.

Okay, maybe that's a slight exageration; this morning hasn't actually been that bad. I do really want a coffee, though.

He always used to say he was a novelist

NaNoWriMo, Day 3:

Got off to a good start. 5651 words down over the weekend. Mostly trite, of course, but there has been some good stuff in there. No writers block . . . yet.

Later . . .