i've spent a couple of hours in the blog-o-sphere, tweaking and fine tuning. i'm tired and still feel compelled to write, which may result in non sequiturs or brilliance. perhaps its the anticipation of NaNoWriMo, which may or may not happen this year. i've made attempts in years past, but at my best i only progressed one-fifth of the way there. still, if things could line themselves up, this year is the year to make it happen. i have no classes (tomorrow's final wraps things up until january).
halloween was over-anticipated this year. two bags of candy filled a large glass bowl and overflowed into a pot; one crowd of kidlets ventured to the door. my roomie played scary music and there was ghoulish decor. alas, now we have a boatload of sugar screaming to be eaten in the entryway. most of that pile is coming with me to work. i'd rather sweeten up the customers than have butterfingers and snickers copulating in my tummy.
it's been some time since i've endeavored to blog. there's something stirring inside that leads me back here. driven to write, to create. it feeds my soul.
i've been adrift for roughly five years. exploring the new space i'm carving out around me. i've met new people, experienced new things, gotten stuck in ruts and pulled myself out. repeatedly. i made the decision to start fresh here at the 'muse. out with the old, and in with, well, what you see here.
first order of business? i'm working on a 101 in 1001 list (such as this one). i'm barely a tenth of the way there. feel free to throw some suggestions in the comment box: books i should read, movies worth watching, things worth doing/seeing/eating/making/learning.