all I have is my name
This morning is interesting
I hoped that the books Robbie and I ordered would be in today, but they're not. I had been looking for a year for an out-of-print book, called Case and The Dreamer, by Theodore Sturgeon. I had this romantic idea of finding it an a rustic corner bookshop, but after I couldn't find it any used/rare bookstores within 45 miles, I caved and ordered it offline. I'm going to have to order another out-of-print Sturgeon book also, called More Than Human. Hm. I love books.
I have a big paper and three big tests next week. stresstresstress.
Love is the enemy, fa la la la la.
In the meantime, Miss Saigon is tonight, and I have awesome seats. (When all else fails, turn to broadway.) God, I miss New York.