Sometimes, I wake up in the middle of the night to check on my ant farm. They still haven't grown anything. I'm pretty sure they're just in it for the government subsidies.

Anyway...

Today, I went to a kick-off party for National Novel Writing Month.
These are some really cool fucking people. We just talked for hours about things we write, things we've written, why we write... it was really inspiring, to me. I definitely have a rekindled interest in attempting publication, now!

I really do like watching my ant farm. It may be childish, but I don't care; it's an odd sort of fascinating therapy, really. Watching as they work so hard to build all these intricate little tunnels. They're also infinitely amusing pets.

I don't have much else to say, here... next month, I begin writing like mad to finish a novel in a month!