Reading (For Dummies)

Quiet Evenings

After the last week's party-party-party, I'm relaxing and detoxifying for the next few weeks, concentrating on staying in the #1 place in all my courses (I've slipped to the #2 spot in two courses gradewise, not good. Need to show these bastards...).

In the the meantime, I'm drinking plenty of Chai, listening to dead poets like Nick Drake, and the more recent to join the club like Dave. Yes, it's a quiet acoustic love affair while the sun sets at 5pm. The kitchen arrangement has become quite nice for this, with a southern-facing window that you look out through from the tea-nook, music playing from behind, dark and solemn little faces inside from chilly weather.

In the slowness comes knowledge and contemplation. I came to a realization about this psuedo-book I started writing while in Germany. The story is an interesting (in my opinion) look at language communication and relationships. More pieces fall into place as I think about my communication skills (or lack thereof) that lead to the downfall of The Relationship. I've decided that, since I'm not much of a writer, I'd begin posting something in some kind of web format.

I have a bunch of bizarre ideas about it. I picked out a domain that I've been eyeing up for a while (I'm always eyeing up a good domain name...). I even have an idea to incorporate a style similar to a dead Wightman. Nothing revolutionary, but I was thinking of releasing the book in blog format as it revolves around a few of the personas that have been occupying the same (as in exact) meatspace as yours truly. Maybe that idea won't pan out. Guess I'll post the URL as soon as the registration goes through and I get some kind of format established.