Somewhere in the back of my brain I have the crackheaded idea that even though I've already given up on nanowrimo, somehow in the spaces of spare time I have between now and the end of November, I can pound out 43,176 words. Keep in mind that today is Monday. I work today. At the soul-sucking job that has been eating my muse. Tomorrow is Tuesday. I work tomorrow. The day after that is Wednesday, and the end of the month. I have that day off. I have writing group that day. For whatever reason, writing group eats my whole day on days when I have it.