So it's 9:30 a.m. and I've already spent far too much time online today. I'll leave you with this and then I'm going to tackle another stack of internship applications.
This is me flying Ryan's kite. Kite flying is absolutely fantastic.
Me and Amy Bartner, the new State News Editor-in-Chief
Jessie DS and me in Ryan's car
The reunion of Nessie, Sheep and Hairy Coo!
Me and my godson Andrew on Dad's tractor (note haircut)
Donnie J and me racing at Uncle John's Cider Mill (note freaky as hell expression on my face. I was gonna win that race)
Me at Red Lobster
Today feels like a reading kind of day. My shelf of books is making me drool.
(Bolded means I've read them)
The Eyre Affair, Jasper Fforde
100 Selected Poems, e.e. cummings
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern are Dead, Tom Stoppard
I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings, Maya Angelou (WHO I'M SEEING Nov. 16 FOR $5!)
The Crying of Lot 49, Thomas Pynchon
Lend Me a Tenor, Ken Ludwig
As You Like It, William Shakespeare
Simply Divine, Wendy Holden
The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck
Jonathan Livingston Seagull, Richard Bach
Birds of America, Lorrie Moore
Tourist Season, Carl Hiassen
Cry of the Kalahari, Mark and Della Owens
Bringing Down the House, Ben Mezrich
Roy Lichtenstein's ABC, Bob Adelman
Matilda Bone, Karen Cushman
The View from Saturday, E.L. Konigsburg
Cute, Quaint, Hungry and Romantic, Daniel Harris
America, The Daily Show with Jon Stewart
The Murder of Helen Jewett, Patricia Cline Cohen
Snow Crash, Neal Stephenson
Pink Think, Lynn Peril
That's all for now. INTERNSHIPS WHUT.
~Shannon
P. S. I FINALLY FOUND MY ERLEND OYE DJ KICKS CD. This is positively not interesting to you, but if you notice an extra bounce in my step, it's from listening to Erlend.
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