I'm the guy who had a ruckus in a church

NaNoWriMo, Day 19:

1717 words last night.

It's getting easier. Although last night the writing was slow, I knew what I wanted to write. The characters have left the funeral and are now on their way to the interment. There was a lot of pushing and shouting and crying last night. All is not well in this little village.

I'm the guy who is lost on his own computer

Unbelievable. In a fit of . . . something (I wanted to call it generosity, but that isn't quite right), IT are updating all of the computers at work (OS gets bumped up to WinXP, Office gets bumped up to 2003).

Of course, my computer here can't handle the new stuff, but there you go. Now I've just got to spend the next couple of weeks familiarising myself with XP, and then I can get back to work.

Later . . .