the shy little smile
belying the naughty glint
shining in those eyes
I stayed home from work today. My back was bothering me a little yesterday and I woke up today with it not feeling better at all. I took a muscle relaxer and took a nap. It’s still a little stiff. Alas!
I’m thinking of temporarily turning off my SMS tweets. I’m torn between wildly jealous of the con-goers and crazy hungry for news regarding Comic Con. I don’t think I’d ever want to go (soooo many people!) but I sometimes just want to go and see my favorite people. I think the True Blood folks will be there. Ye gods! And then it makes me think that I just need to make plans to go to Atlanta for Labor Day weekend for DragonCon and check out that con. At least I’d have a place to stay. Shoot, maybe we should just move to Georgia! (Not just for DragonCon but for other considerations.)
I bought a romance novel the other day and read it that night. I can’t believe that I bought an actual book and then read it in practically one sitting. It was a quickie (lol) but it reminded me that I still love turning the pages of actual paper. And I LOVE romance novels with the same tried and true plots. I just wonder, even as I enjoyed the novel, why the hero must always be a billionaire and the heroine such a goody goody? And why do I always pick stories with the Greek billionaire? The curious thing about this particular novel was that the heroine was actually American! They’re usually British. It’s like chocolate for the brains but still so enjoyable. Why can’t I write stuff like that?!