well, the panel of glass thankfully did not fall out - i had nightmares about it slicing people's arms off as it shattered into the street below. happily, this has not been the case - so far. we currently have a temporary fix, which i am convincing myself, is better than no fix at all.
as an aside, let me say this - i love a good keyboard. i love a keyboard that makes nice clunking noises when i'm typing on it, which is the one thing i don't really like about the laoptop i generally do my work on. laptops are lean, mean and relatively quiet. the noises and feel of a real keyboard make writing seem more substantial somehow. is it just me, i wonder? hmm. anyhoo...
i want to get into writing some more short fiction. i have been thinking about characters. one seems to be taking shape in my head lately, i see flashes of this guy in between other thoughts, and i'm not quite sure where he's come from or what he's doing there. he's just sitting there minding his own business, and i think he would be quite happy to stay there till i decide it's time for me to go over to him and introduce myself. i have a clue that he's hiding something, or that he's itching to tell me something but he just hasn't go tthe nerve to get up and make the first move. weird. i'll leave him be till next week and talk to him then. if you're asking yourself (as a small part of me is) why i'm writing this here now, the answer is this: i don't want the other things in my head to bury this guy. if i write this here, i'm likely to read over it again at some stage and ask myself 'hey! did i ever end up finding out what the deal was with that guy in my head?'. a little weird, huh? you're telling me...
this friday it will be the fifth anniverasary of my entry into married life. i'm doing pretty good for a girl who swore she never would get married... at the risk of sounding a tad wanky, it's been a very fulfilling and enriching journey. i've found things out about myself i wouldn't have had the balls to face up to otherwise, i think. i also had the most excellent luck finding someone who i still consider a mate. we still have a whole heap to talk about and we like to chat, as long as it's not while he's playing x-box or i'm watching neighbours or desperate housewives. compromise is not a dirty word.