Is there anything more embarrassing than talking to your boyfriend on the phone in your privacy of your room and pretending to do weird voices/scenarios (in which you are a wayward moose robbing a 7-11 of its slushie machine), and then hearing, suddenly, your brother burst into laughter in the next room and yell at you, "What the fuck is THAT?!"
It was my turn to buy breakfast for the office (it's reimbursed), so I went into Noah's and ordered 18 bagels. Apparently 18 bagels costs about the same as 26 bagels, so extra bagels for me this weekend!
Going to Davis to watch Harry Potter 7 with my boyfriend. I shall cry SO much. It's a given.
Wearing my golden snitch necklace, obviously.
Buying the latest issue of Glamour magazine and relaxing on the train ride with some music as well as a copy of Middlesex that I purchased for $2, obviously.
Wearing dresses all weekend because finally, we have actual summer weather!
I've been exhausted and unmotivated at work for the past few days, but on the flip side, have jotted down a couple of paragraphs of what seems to be Harry Potter fanfiction. JUST KIDDING. OR AM I? Either way, you will never know.
Missed my hair appointment due to traffic/bad GPS directions/the fact that I can't parallel park (eep), so I'm still stuck with this long mane. Hopefully, I shall be rid of it sometime this week, because currently it feels like a fleece blanket around my neck. NOT COOL.
Boyfriend times! A bit of hiking up in the Los Gatos hills, some bookstore times, some drunken bowling with my cousin and his gf (which resulted in my first hangover in a... while. Yay for wholesome family fun!). Twas good times, and we also dusted off my dear Canon A-1 again for some photographing.
OKAY YOU GUYS. SO I AM BEYOND EXCITED TO SHARE THIS WITH YOU, ESPECIALLY IF YOU SHARE MY SAME LITERARY INTERESTS.
I received today a response to a fan letter I wrote to Margaret Atwood, in which I rambled (in tiny handwriting on silly stationary in the middle of the night) about how she was my hero and how "The Blind Assassin" has been one of the most formative reads of my life, and how I just admire her so so much.
And it wasn't just a form letter response! Because she mentioned something about how I asked for "writerly advice" (yes, she put it in quotes like that) and sent me a bookplate, "perhaps for your copy of 'The Blind Assassin.'"
I am pretty much exploding with glee because my literary hero READ some silly letter I wrote. Oh my goodness.
Just took the best "breather" lunch break in which I consumed a salmon maki roll and some miso soup in the library by my lonesome (out of CHOICE now, rather than b/c I am a social pariah - hah, middle school). I also bought a few books for $2/piece at the library book store (Maus, Middlesex!) and indulged in a caramel frapp from Starbucks.
It matters not that I was bombarded with a million emails and "please come talk to me about this project" (aka - there is more work for you to do) notices upon my return. What matters is this:
The weekend is a day away, Kyle is coming(!!!!), I got some great deals on books, and I will be DONE with these projects before I know it. Also, I think I will actually get a full night's sleep tonight. YES.
P.S. - I am sorry if I have been MIA on folks for the past few weeks (KJudd - I am talking about our writing project!!). Work's been crazy and hopefully I shall emerge from this soon. <3!
A pre-bedtime vidchat session with my favorite boy
This week's going to be hard, you guys. BUT AT LEAST I HAVE CAKE & SOPHIE KINSELLA & A BOYFRIEND, RIGHT?
Also, speaking of chick lit - last week I was stressed out at work (I believe this was on Friday), so I bought a sushi roll, sat in the library like a hobo, and read "Teen Idol" by Meg Cabot while stuffing my face with a Crunch Monkey Roll. All by my lonesome. True story. I have honed my stress-coping mechanisms and they WORK.