FORGIVE ME, TASSELS

I did not watch the DWTS finals. Nothing has any meaning now and I am flopping around with an actual headache that is probably metaphorically caused from CRITICAL LACK OF SEQUINS. (I totally voted by phone during writeordie breaks though. All the effort, none of the spray-tans.)

32644 ★ 50000

I also wrote the number of words required by math and now everybody in my novel also speaks without contractions for extra word-counting, which is totally legit because they are on ANOTHER PLANET and we all know that contractions are for Earthlings and Earthlings alone. (And Ronon.)