Watched Gossip Girl.
Did some Googling for my novel.
Starting to get stuck on my story's aimless and indistinct plot lines. Perhaps writing a novel is more like writing a script than I previously thought.
Saw The Change-Up. Thank goodness I didn't see it with any family members; there are some bona fide raunchy scenes in there. I had a visceral reaction to many of them. Had to have been written and directed by a dude. Am sufficiently grossed out.
Thinking that there needs to be waaaay more women directors out there.
Shaved my legs.
Managed to pen a few hundred more words. Seriously getting stuck.
Feel like I've been watching a LOT of tv lately. One thing that is true of all these cliched romances is that there is a monumental significance in the kiss. If a guy can kiss and knows his way around a liplock, ladies are gonna want him around for awhile. It's always in the kiss.
I seriously need a boyfriend. As a girlfriend, I'd be kind of awesome.
Getting the munchies.
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