I drove on real roads today, with yellow lines and everything. and two more lessons next week.

I hate the feeling when everyone is just ga-ga over someone, and you don't click. "Blah blah blah is sooo awesome" Person k says to me "well, I guess but she is never super nice to me" I think to myself. Also related is watching people gush over a person, and you think wait is it just me? And then you find out from people you really like that that said person is really horrible or that your best friends can't stand her/him either. This happened in college all the time. Also, magazine X calling critic Z sexist and then reading people describe X writers as humourless feminists is soooo annoying, considering anytime I have met an X writer, they have been funny and engaged in conversations with me whereas writer Z can talk right through me and never introduce her/himself. God forbid a person has social skills.

I read "In the Cut". It's a short little book. But was this supposed to be super violent and with extreme sex, or something? I did not sense that. I mean, the violence seemed on par with any other crime novel, and the sex seemed failry normal to me... and it didn't make me throw the book away in disgust! Unlike SOME authors (some? I mean all! Maybe it's just men! Maybe I just HATE HATE HATE the way male writers write about sex)