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Wednesday, October 17, 2007 Me, Me, Me

Dietrich over at MothersClick wrote to congratulate me on my frazillionth post and challenged me to do a word count. Now, every count is an estimate, since I have a number of unpublished (read: thought better of it later) posts, archived posts, and posts that still had links to my TypePad account which is long dead but still insists I login to see those posts but I can’t because it’s LONG DEAD and I DON’T HAVE AN ACCOUNT there anymore. It’s so annoying—it just keeps asking and asking and no matter how fast I am with that mouse, I can never click out of there before it asks again in a frenetic, insistent flurry of pop up forms for my LOGIN and PASSWORD, which I don’t have anymore, and I can’t even find that stuff on the Internet Archive, so would you please stop asking me? I have to force quit Firebox every bleeping time I forget NOT TO GO THERE. So last night I junked over 150 posts so I wouldn’t hurl my printer out the window. (Notice I said printer; I love my cinema-screen monitor too much to ever do it harm. *kiss*)

Where was I? Oh. How many words. Heh. That’s eight right there we all could have done without.

So, to the best of my ability, according to an export of the discoverable posts, there are (approximately) 1,918 pages; 636,756 words; 3,029,165 characters (no spaces); 4,381,749 characters (with spaces); 73,077 paragraphs, and 88,202 lines when placed into an 8.5 by 11 inch Word document with one-inch margins, Times New Roman 12.

In a word, I am chatty.

Also? No one should really be claiming that I didn’t try hard enough to get my book below 500 pages.

So there you go, Dietrich. Can I have my spider roll now? Am I going to have to come up to SF to get it?