I went to Barnes & Noble at lunch today. I like going there. It's the wonderful, quiet, peaceful world where I'm surrounded by books. It's the middle of my workday, but I feel like I'm a million miles away from work. It's really lovely. And it's so strange to look at books now, knowing what goes into them. I'd love to work at a publishing house that publishes fiction. That would totally different, I think. But cool. Really cool.
Anyway, I'm doing just peachy. Very well. Yesterday was also good. You know, except for the plane crashing in New York and the fact that I had to pay about five billion dollars to have my car repaired. Not that those two events are comparable. Our kick-ass-but-guilt-inducing landlord sent over some large loaves of bread. I got to lie on the couch and finish my book. I listened to my radio boyfriend Jason Pullman who went on a blind date that apparently went okay but then a friend of the girl he went out with called him at the station and cussed him out (literally) for no apparent reason and he left a message on the girl's answering machine but she didn't call him back. So obviously he shouldn't be with her, he should be with me. Uh huh.
Anyway, tonight is more relaxation. Good time. Friday is Harry Potter. Saturday is lunch with Lambert. And yay, no other plans! Woo! Sleep! Relaxation! More sleep! God, I'm tired. *thunk*
Current song in my head:
The Hickory Hill song from Camp Hoover (Girl Scout camp I went to when I lived in New Jersey)