A quiet week. Working and waiting. Mostly around the house. Halfway through Neuromancer. It's fast becoming my new favorite book. I almost bought Blade Runner yesterday, but Matt disapproved. I'll have to get it when he's not looking. Suddenly, I am facsinated by science fiction. Like, good science fiction. With thought put into it. Not this new cutesy Star Wars/Dr. Who crap. Fuck Lucasfilms.
I take that back. Indiana Jones looks promising. And Iron Man was surprisingly amazing.
I'm in a dress phase. Shorts and jeans bring discomfort for some reason. Alas, I am at a shortage of good shoes, yet a surplus of bracelets.
I love The Editors. Away from the nest, I worry about my family.
Graduation was the anticlimax of the century.