In which Angie makes a resolution

As she overanalysed the way she walked, Angie made a decision. No, a New Year's Resolution, albeit a few days early.

'It's never too early to start on those, right?' she thought to herself. 'Plus, if I start now, maybe I'll actually keep to it in the new year. No one ever keeps their actual New Year's resolutions; maybe a pre-New Year's resolution will be more successful.'

She frowned a little as she concentrated on every step she took.

"Less foot slapping, Angie. Let's start there," she muttered to herself. Then, realising she'd said that out loud, and that talking to herself probably wasn't the way to entice people to spend time with her, she decided to--no, resolved-- to make sure that she didn't accidentally let any more decisive phrases slip out.

She knew that she thought about things too much, and never actually did anything. Last night, channel-surfing and chugging diet soda, all she'd done was analyse and reanalyse everything that she didn't have in her life. What was the point of that?

She was walking straighter now. She still swayed more than most people would, but she focused on turning it into a sexy strut rather than the flat-footed, drunken swagger it usually appeared to be. Her self-improvement plan was starting already.

Angie was cognizant of what her life lacked: excitement, love...anything of interest, really. And, she knew why. It was her! If she wasn't interesting, how could she expect her life to be interesting?

Her thoughts came back to Andy Bumpass. Sure, he was fictional, but his life was interesting. And why? Because he was interesting! That fictional mall cop had more depth and character in one episode than she'd been able to muster in years.

She paced back and forth in front of the large Bloomingdale's windows several times, watching herself closely and making small adjustments to her posture with every lap. She'd mastered the soft footfall -no more noisy slapping feet for her- and the sexy strut independently; now she just had to be able to do both together.

"What are you doing?"