We'll drink cheap wine and watch for shooting stars.
Thunder woke me up early this morning. I read HP and watched lightening out of the corner of my eye. There must have been a lot of it, since it fiercely illuminated my tiny basement bedroom with one window for over an hour.
I went for a quasi-jog in the rain. Until I got so soaked and felt gross enough to come back in. I was reading HP &The Order of The Pheonix until my ten-year-old, beast of a sister snatched it away because I was "taking too long." (Well, sorry if I actually sit &read at intervals that exceed five minutes.) She yelled that I "stole" it from her. I told her I didn't know she was reading it because she was on her computer playing solitaire. She "took it back," anyway. Now I have a paper cut, &no idea where I left off. Somewhere in chapter twelve.
I prefer days like today, even if my family members make fun of me &call me a hermit. People are overrated. Not that I don't like people (&even that's arguable) , too... it's just nice not having to perform every day.
I went for a quasi-jog in the rain. Until I got so soaked and felt gross enough to come back in. I was reading HP &The Order of The Pheonix until my ten-year-old, beast of a sister snatched it away because I was "taking too long." (Well, sorry if I actually sit &read at intervals that exceed five minutes.) She yelled that I "stole" it from her. I told her I didn't know she was reading it because she was on her computer playing solitaire. She "took it back," anyway. Now I have a paper cut, &no idea where I left off. Somewhere in chapter twelve.
I prefer days like today, even if my family members make fun of me &call me a hermit. People are overrated. Not that I don't like people (&even that's arguable) , too... it's just nice not having to perform every day.