So, I'm writing my novel again. I kind of laugh at myself, it's pretty silly of me to pretend like I'll ever get anywhere with it. I just like to write, sometimes it makes me feel like a real person with creativity and intellegence. I often feel like I have no more creativity or intellegence so this is a nice fantasy I harbor occasionally. I've actually been writing this for about a a year and a half, I write a chapter or two and then I leave it for a while, then I come back again. So, I only have like, five chapters. But whatever.
I was thinking about posting it online somewhere but...meh...
Going to a wine fest with JJ on Friday, I'm super psyched about that. Hopefully the weather is nice!
And only a little more than a month until California! Woot!