I'm home from my really fun and relaxing and silly trip to Portland.
I need to buckle down (gross expression) and work on school stuff, preparing for my first semester, which starts in two months. But the real me, the little me inside of the bigger me doesn't really feel like doing anything. Even if it is on the planner.
So I'm not. Doing anything, that is.
It's a nice rainy day and I just got home from a day of staring out at the wet streets while womaning the register at the Bookhouse.
Ho hum.
Song choices of the day:
Mellow Yellow by Donovan
I Don't Do Crowds by Camera Obscura
Walking In Memphis covered by Cher
Book I would be reading if I felt like doing anything:
Ways of Seeing by John Berger
Special note to Riva:
Excuse me, where did you get your belt?
