Bad subject. The week wasn't really all that bad. I probably should have left the apartment a bit more than I did, but then again, here I am still not leaving. I'm going to go pick up the dry cleaning - whee.

I've been corresponding with what seems like a nice girl - a bit more local this time, Washington Heights. Only a few subway stops away, as opposed to three seperate plane rides. She mentioned that I write well, which was keen of her to write.

Speaking of writing, I decided last night that I'm going to participate in NaNoWriMo, aka National Novel Writing Month, or what not. That ought to be fun. Let's see if I can get 50,000 words in 30 days. And have it be somewhat coherent.

feeling: : calm