does my 'tude look too big in these pants?

i finished writing that short story yesterday, and i just finished what i think was the final round of tweakin' a couple of minutes ago. i really enjoyed writing it, and i quite like the story. i've given it to a couple of people i know for a read and feedback, and by all reports it's not that bad... though i do know these people, so they might be a leetle biased! that's okay, though. i like it, and that's really all that matters in the end.

i find i'm employing this theory in other areas of my life now - case in point, i bought new spectacle frames not long ago. ever since my first pair of black oblong frames at least five years ago, i have a preference for square plastic frames. the black pair were some generic brand. then i discovered and fell in love with lafont frames (my only designer obsession). my first pair were navy blue/cream (since stolen, together with prescription sunnies), and my last pair were red/purple (the ones i'm wearing in my profile photo). anyhoo, i needed a new pair of sunnies, so i had a look at some new frames while i was out shopping. and then i found them. not lafonts, but done in the lafont two-colour style, these had me straight away - a little narrower and squarer than my reds, these were olive green on the outside and - wait for it - lime green on the inside... *drool*... i tried them on and feel in love; but me being me, i had to ask the opsm store girl what she thought.
she takes one look at me, cringes and goes, "well, they're not that bad..."
so i say to myself,"well, if you don't like them, sweetheart, i'm definitely buying them."
so i got her to write down everything for both pairs i'd selected - then i took all that info to budget eyewear and got the same stuff for a shitload cheaper. my new glasses and i, we're very happy together, thanks for asking.

yes, i am obsessed with glasses... and shoes. cause i figure no matter how pudgy 'round the waist you get, they'll always fit.

anyway, back to the short story. one of my friends read it and said 'it's a bit sex and the city'. ironically, i am currently reading 'sex and the city', but i hadn't told my friend that. so, when i went back to writing it, i worked in a satc reference which i thought was hilarious - seriously, i sat at my laptop, alone in the house and absolutely pissed myself laughing after i'd written a certain line. i still like the line now, but i don't crack up every time i read it. hmm, might be an over-exposure thing. it's a bit of a piss-take, so i'll have to see if other people get it when it comes out.

writing this short piece has re-awakened the short fiction writer within me. i've been so focussed on my novel lately. when i wasn't writing about it, thinking about it, or reading it, i couldn't do anything else. i re-visited some websites i used to frequent a while back, sites which have lists of submissions details for different publications. i think i might start writing short bits and pieces again, and submit them as many places as is humanly possible for a lazy lardy lump like myself. would be good to get a folio happening between now and then. i need more publications - at this stage (as unbelieveable as it is), my grand total for short fiction publications is: paid print - 1; donated print - 1; unpaid online - 3.
i need to do better than that.