I can't believe Latvia didn't win the Eurovision Song Contest. Everyone loves pirates, right? Maybe it was unpatriotic of me not to want the UK entry to win, but our song was crap. This ... this was genius.



Speaking of wolves, the rewrite of Wild continues apace, although I should point out that my word metre lies. The total wordcount right now is 80481k, thanks to all the hacking and slashing I've been doing. But I'm getting to some of the really cool, big plot adjustments, so I'm sure I'll make up for the lost words. It's all tension!action!excitment! right now. Will Lizzie ever dump Harris? Why do strange men keep following her on her manic runs through the city? WIll she ever satisfy her desire for a cheeseburger?

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