(pause)

status check - peachy keen
background ambiance - same old, same old

we interrupt this afternoon of combing through a story looking for the tiniest of unpleasent stylistic quirks to make a series of random, somewhat quirky self-serving observations.

- august is already hinting at the fall to come, with crisp sweatshirt-necessary mornings and nights. soon i'll be back in my favorite season, clad in courdoroys, tweed (we like) and sweaters. i'm preparing to bid adieu to sleeveless anything for months upon end ... but thoroughly befuddled about where summer went.
- i love making stops at my semi-regular online reading spots and realizing that the writers i follow and enjoy are as infatuated by certain newish releases as i am. it almost feels as if we're this collective creative coallition, bobbing our heads to the same soundtrack while we scribble pages and screens of our respective rambles.
- i fear my insomnia has returned. i picked up on this at about 5:30 a.m., as i continued to stare at my bedroom wall ...
- i'm digging the new mraz funk stylings. and i'm surprised that i am.
- starting tomorrow, i'm waking in the mornings, starting off the day with a jog (or something equally athletic) and then enjoying some coffee. i'm doing this morning thing again - and i'm doing it right.
- speaking of coffee, i'm craving it now. will wait - a bit, anyway.
- when i finish my novel, i'm going to reward myself with a vacation of some west-coast form.