I've been waiting almost two years for this to happen again.

I wrote a complete 5000 word short story tonight. just me at the keys for almost five hours, never stopping for more than a few seconds. and it felt fucking fantastic. the merits of the story are debatable, but the experience of writing for hours on end is such an amazing rush, one that I wish that I could have more often. I crave it like a drug.

and I'm spent.

I am so sick of societally constructed notions of what is and isn't sexy.

I love it when I get to the end of a book (or open it at the beginning) and find a section detailing what font the text is in. one that I was reading recently was actually more of a glowing review, saying, "goudy himself described this font as..." love that.

new year's resolutions that I won't keep:

lose 10+ lbs
exercise at least 2-3 times per week
take better care of teeth
save at least $50 per week
pay more on credit cards
start christmas shopping before t-giving and finish by weekend before
dress like I actually give a crap
don't see hitch (there's really no danger of that happening, but I want it publicly known)