Slow Friday

It's a pretty slow day here at work, so I thought I'd pop in and post an update.
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Okay, so there's not too much to update.
I've hit the 19,000 word mark on "15,000 Years," so I'm almost at the halfway point (the goal is 50,000 words), which works out to about ten and a half chapters, though I think I've only actually posted two or three so far.
I've been writing it in a sort of stream of consciousness fashion, just sitting down and writing with no fixed idea of what I want to accomplish.
The fact that I'm taking this approach shows, since I'm almost halfawy through and I still don't have any real plot to speak of.
I've got some plot elements, but no clear idea of what I want to have happen.
Ah well, it's pretty much just an exercise anyway, a flexing of my literary muscles. It's not like I have any plans or hopes to publish it anywhere outside of the Web.
One of the plot elements I do have has me a little concerned, as it may seem like it comes completely out of left field when it's fully introduced. Hopefully I will have managed to lay the groundwork for it, so it won't seem too out of the blue when I spring it on the reader.
On a related side note, I should mention that I'm sort of falling in love with the main female character in the novel.
I guess it makes sense, though; I've sort of created her to be my dream girl.
It just annoys me that she doesn't exist anywhere outside of my imagination...
Today's big excitement came in the form of getting two hours off, as my co-workers and I all left work to go bowling as a sort of team activity.
I haven't bowled in like 8 or 9 years, and I was never that good in the first place, so I did pretty poorly today. I really tanked the first game, rounding it off with a pathetic 59. The second game was a little better; I ended up bowling an 83.
Still, pretty pathetic overall, and it's really symptomatic of a larger issue. I mean, there's a reason I don't go out into the world and do things: I'm no good at any of them.
I also managed to injure myself slightly, as the edge of the ball rubbing against my thumb caused a blister to form. The blister then popped and the skin tore loose, so I ended up leaving a little piece of myself behind at the bowling alley.
Still, it was an interesting change of pace, but now I need to while away the three and a half hours I have remaining. I suppose that I should get back to it.