Every Day is Like Sunday

Oct 03, 2010 14:11

 Ahh, Sunday. I love thee and hate thee.

Speaking in thees and thous reminds me of two things: Lovelace from "Clarissa" (most terrifying book ever that pretty much solidifies my hatred for most men) and Voldemort from "My Immortal." Bahaha. What contradictory things.

My mind is weird.

In other news, it is raining really hard outside and the mountains are all misty, and whenever days like this happen, I am happy. It reminds me of Pau, but also something deeper. I realize how crazy this will make me sound, but sometimes I feel as if my British blood is calling to me.  I cannot explain it. Maybe it's all in my head.

Upcoming Exciting Things: Treasure Island, then Election Day (so interning will be OVER!!!1!!), then NaNo, then THE END OF THE SEMESTER.

I flourish while wearing pajamas, drinking tea, and being unproductive. That's why I want to be a novelist. 

clarissa, rain, sunday, novel writing, voldemort, treasure island

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