The Smiths were made for rainy days such as these.
My book arrives today, yesssss.
So I learned a new term the other day: Lumbersexual. I am largely assuming that this is a PNW thing.
I ordered a copy of House of Leaves from Amazon earlier today, which will be here on Friday. It's not available in electronic format because it's a unique book. Looking forward to reading it!
One of the things I sort of miss but not really: The Los Angeles County Fair. I miss the memory of what it once was, but not what it currently is. It's going on right now, though.
I really let the shaved parts of my head get longer than I would have cared for them to be; I blame my recent cold for all of it.
Today's simple pleasure: Goat cheese with pine nuts, olive oil, and herbs.
You are all that you have, so be the best you that you've got... at least I try to tell myself this.
I think today's the first day in a while where I wake up with my head not feeling like it's full of some foreign material and about to explode.