Apparently, I wrote yesterday. It was a bad day.
I think I wrote in the morning, but I can't remember right now, nor do I want to put the effort into trying to remember. I must have. I usually do.
I had a bad day at work. I was able to put off what was bothering me for quite a while, but it snuck up on me when I was ready to write and I was just not in the mood. I'm sure everything I wrote yesterday after work is crap. If it is, which it almost certainly must be, it would be appropriate for the crappy mood I was in.
People can be so mean.
Anyway, I did manage to keep track of how many words I wrote. I cranked out 1,711 words yesterday, putting me at 40,487 words.
I treated myself to the movies last night. After my wife got home, I went to go see Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows, Part One. I was in such a foul mood, that I thought I might not enjoy the movie, but I was wrong. I enjoyed it quite a bit. I certainly deserved a break.