The romantic pedestrian.

Dear Internet,

What makes people honk at you?
Example.
I walked a mile or two today to get to the DMV. On the way I got honked and waved at by a guy I didn’t know, leered at by countless men, and heckled by a car full of teenagers. Seriously? What the hell makes these people think it’s ok to behave like that? It couldn’t have been my clothes (hair in a bun, jeans, sneakers, and plain brown tank top isn’t exactly come hither), I’m told I strut a little, but I’m just a twenty something girl walking around west-bum-fuck. Why do people insist on heckling? What are they thinking when they’re leaning out their windows leering?
I don’t get it.

One thing is for certain, I’m really sick of my pedestrian status. I want a car. Badly.

But now I’m back home, with my neurotic dog, watching “Bizarre Foods”.

So I think I have a world for my story this next month, trouble is I need conflict. It’s modern fantasy, faeries and unicorns, and lephracan’s and what ever the hell else I feel like. It’s fantasy but I’ve been told I’m not allowed to be romantic about. What’s is a girl to do? I suppose I could switch to the other piece I wanted to write this summer, but the trouble is that’s rather romantic and I was charged by a friend to write her a story that has no romance at all.

Romance. I talked to a woman once that didn’t believe in romance at all. She said it meant nothing. Her man gets her a flower, “That’s sweet,” she supposes, “but why does he bother?” She didn’t seem to understand that it isn’t empty sentiment, all these little things, tokens and moments over a breakfast they made you. It’s another way to say “I love you, I support you, I adore you”, it’s another way to talk when words fail you, when “I love you”, or “I’m sorry” feels too simple to communicate depth of feeling. It is no less valid than those words. Romance isn’t nothing, it’s never nothing. Though it certainly is over done in the stories we tell.
…It’s not nothing. But then she never did make sense for more than a moment or two, and the sense she made a moment ago might very well not correlate at all with what she said later. So I suppose what she had to say can be discarded as rubbish. *Crinkles brow in distaste, raises glass*
To the new and the now! To romance and love, amour!

*Glances at clock* I should get walking, I have work.

Raise your hand if you’d rather be sleeping! *waves good bye*

Long time no see!

Hello to the Internets (and you few people who know me and might remember this),

I apologise Internet, I have forsaken you for books, fun and frivolity, projects, and women. But I have returned to fulfill this strange need so many of us suffer from. The need to share.

So, to business!

I have a lot of thing on my plate this summer, and I keep adding more. In the main-
- Pass my summer course in grammar
- Write-write-write
- Finally get my freakin’ license (I’m 20, you’d think I’d have it by now…)
- Learn to sew
- Practice ASL for fall course
- Exercise
- Read
- Start a comic
- Work at the library
There are a number of other smaller projects, but these are my focus for the next 3 months. Yeah, I know, good luck to me.

So tomorrow I start my hunt for the fabled five hour course by stopping into the cup and ball game that is my local DMV. It’s a mobile thing, they move it from one place to another for convenience sake… my ass. Lucky for me, it’s just a 20 minute walk from my house tomorrow.

My grammar class starts next Monday, god I hope this goes well. As you may have noticed, and those who know me know all too well, my grammar is lacking. So I set myself up for grammar boot camp. Joy of joy’s. It’s a necessary evil. I’m sure I’ll be complaining about it at some point. My course is at 8 in the morning, and that is the ass crack of dawn for a college student.

As to getting in shape I’m going to try and start doing laps at the pool. I also picked up a DVD on belly dancing… it might be best if I start with the swimming and build up muscle before I go and do a thing like that.

I think if I can get myself started on a comic I’ll start posting it here and if I manage to remain dedicated enough I’ll pay one of my more computer savvy friends to set me up with a website for it. So I suppose that’s something to look for here in the future.

I have a month coming up here, and I know if I’m going to start a novel this summer I might as well set myself up with my own NaNoWriMo style writing run. But I have to think of a place to start first. I have a number of idea’s that I’ve kicked around in the past, a lot of stories started but never finished, that’s a goal for this summer. Finally finish something. We shall see, we shall see….

Also, if I’m going to start sewing, I should probably start on a project, but for the life of me I can think of nothing. My girl lent me a book on it, I should probably thumb through that first.

As to reading for the summer, I need to read the plays the college is putting on for the fall, I start working there (paid and everything!) then. Like I know what I’m doing *adds studying theater to the list*. *sigh* Currently in my stack I’ve got-
- The Early Diary of Anais Nin
- Normal, by Amy Bloom
- In the Family Way, by Lynne Sharon Schwartz
- Howl and other poems, by Allen Ginsberg
- Alice in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll
- The Outsiders, by S.E. Hinton

We shall see what I can get done. We shall see, we shall see….