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I managed to completely forget about coffee group yesterday. *facepalm* Too busy with cleaning and doing laundry and so forth. Steph came over last night and we made lasagne, and watched Daria, and stayed up talking until 8am this morning. We're going to see the Matrix tomorrow! That'll be good, so long as I don't forget. Honestly... I'm hopeless.

I've picked up my NaNo again this evening. Damn my own fussbudgetness for checking up on the date for the word fussbudget. It dates to around five years after my narrative. I think, come December, I shall be very tempted to give in and rewrite it as set in the 20s. Then Bertie and Deirdre can be as Wodeish as they wish. *glares at them*