Monday NaNoWriMo in which questions are--I have no idea.

Hum. Well you all haven't missed much since our last meeting last week. Let me read you the minutes:

Ash and his cellmate share a moment, then Ash pulls his weight up and gets back in that fucking dream world to tell it what's what.

Kind of. Then, you know, man gotta have clean pants, and Ash picks this time to go off and explore and what not. Like a good hero ought.

These are pretty simple and not as painfully transparent/emotional really, well, not yet anyway.