Jabber.

May 28, 2006 15:27

I didn't go to Folklife this weekend. Not planning on going tomorrow, either. I fail Seattleite.

It's rainy and I'm more inclined to emulate what I did in Wales last time: sit in my room with a cup of lukewarm tea and look out the window.

Reading more Relic. I'm only a few chapters in; so far it's failed to capture my attention but once Pendergast shows up I'm sure I'll be more interested. (I'm just not very good at crime novels, it appears.) I also want to write, want to start working on a novel, but I have that restless writer's block that comes with will but no inspiration. The spirit is willing, but the imagination is weak.

Still thinking about the tattoo. I've found a design I like pretty well; I'm just not sure where I want it. My mother said I should get it on my lower shoulderblade, instead of my upper. While admittedly I don't have the shapeliest upper shoulders, I don't want my tattoo to look as if it's trying to crawl into my armpit. Dad and Nat still think I should get something like "vita sine libris mors est". Mom still doesn't want me to get anything at all. XD

seattle, books, tattoo

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