Whoa. The King of Spoons beat me by three hours for the longest timed final. 9 hours. He said he spent most of his time banging his head on his desk. I'd imagine. I spent my six hours wishing it was just some twisted nightmare and that in actuality I was asleep on some hammock in Tahiti.
Anyway, I'll be going home soon for break. Slower connection, yeah, but that's not the only thing that will be slower. Traffic will be slower. Life will be slower. Ahhh. But people will also speak slower. And the twang that permeates their speech! I know I'm getting pretty spoiled out here in California with people who can actually enunciate correctly.
When someone asks me where I'm from, they're always rather astonished at first because I have no southern accent whatsoever. I don't have any other accent either which gives people a heck of a time trying to place me. I blame my speech on moving around a lot and my parents (who learned a bunch of other languages before English). I like the fact that people can't automatically categorize me. But still, there's something to be said for a quirky accent.
So finally the NaNoEdMo site is up. Supposedly there will be a message board for writers to get help and critiques on their work, but I haven't visited yet to make sure.
