It occurs to me that my â€œCatching Upâ€ earlier was entirely academic and job-related. I should fill in some of the remaining personal blanks.
Iâ€™m still with H, and I mean â€œstillâ€ in its positive, amazing sense.
My birthday is in a few days. Iâ€™ll be 31, which is incredible. I feel more like 23.
The post-semester break has allowed me to catch up on PC gaming. I played Oblivion through (very good and very long), Godfather: The Game (more amusing than good) and Hitman: Blood Money (excellent, the best of the series). Right now Iâ€™m playing with Rise of Legends a little, though itâ€™s hard for an RTS to keep my attention very long. The monster computer I built over the Xmas break (so Oblivion and FEAR would be playable) has run like a top, especially after I put a Zalman cooler in.
H and I have been catching up on TV, too. Weâ€™ve watched all of
I also hit the comics again. I read all of The Invisibles, a really fine if quirky British comic, got caught up with Powers, and noticed there is still no Ultimates #11. Sigh.
Iâ€™ve restarted Novel #2 again. Itâ€™s better than before and the story seems alive once more. Iâ€™ve restarted it a billion times, of course, and I keep changing major things. Youâ€™d think after six years Iâ€™d have a better idea of major plot points, but it has a mind of its own. I think it may be that Iâ€™m trying to write a story that is inherently episodic in the form of a novel. The resulting fit is poor. At least I know Iâ€™m fully capable of writing a long-winded book.