No, not that I somehow miraculously made it to 50,000 words since Thursday (it's closer to 19,036).
I actually went to church tonight. It's the first Sunday of Advent, and I always like the Advent masses. There's something so deliciously ironic about an institution who stole the original ceremony from the pagans (the evergreens, the approximate time of year, etc. - Yule, anyone?), complaining that the original reason for the season has been stolen by commercial interests.
Let it never be said that whatever higher powers exist don't have a sense of humour.
