April 19th was our three year anniversary. BK and I have been together for 10 and a half years now. So yes, we dated for seven and a half years before finally getting married. Since I had class on the evening of our actual anniversary, we decided we would celebrate tonight instead, my first class-free night of the week.
We're going to have dinner at BLT Prime, which I'm totally looking forward to. I took BK there for his birthday two years ago and they not only had the most awesome porterhouse, but the waiter was totally cool and attentive. And the fact that he strongly resembled Liev Schreiber helped too, cause I like him in general as an actor. So now, every time BK and I see Liev Schreiber in a movie, we always comment on how his job at BLT Prime must have not worked out so he had to find another career.
As for school, I'm still plugging along. I can't believe there's only three weeks of class left. And that means my first year will be over. After this, there's only one more semester of taking actual classes and then a final semester that's dedicated to writing my thesis. It feels like two years to spend on a degree is way too short.
I also feel annoyed with myself because I know I didn't devote as much time as I should have to my writing. I always have the good intentions planning to fire up my laptop as soon as I get home from work and finish writing the Great American Novel, but it never happens that way. Of course it doesn't happen that way. I get home, eat, feel insanely tired and plop myself in front of the TV. Conan, anyone?
At least I know what the problem is. Part of it is because I am tired. The other part is that I have no idea what to write about next. I'm stuck. I have my characters go down the deep dark hole, they've met the enemy, but what now? What do they do to fight back? How do they get back home? I don't know.
So as a way to escape this problem, I've started on another story. I was inspired by Adam Rex's Fat Vampire, which is about a teenage loser who is turned into a vampire and now he's stuck like that for the rest of his life. I thought what it would be like for someone to be in an opposite situation and started working on the woes of a hot vampire. I wouldn't want to try and publish it because it's just such an obvious rip off of Rex's story. But just something for me to work on when I'm stuck on what to do with Story #1.
I hope to post more often since my last submission for class was on Tuesday and I can stop stressing about getting something in on time.
