Wound up at your door....
Just finished reading The Blind Assassin. Now, normally i can take Margaret Atwood or leave her -- I'm indifferent. But i really loved this book. It was tragic and complex and all came together in the most lovely way. I'm impressed, and it gets a definite thumbs up. And, seeing as i paid four dollars for it -- even better!
Second hand bookstores rule.
Did my speech thing at the church -- about my time in Africa. I always come back to being able to talk about two events. The rest of it...I'm internalizing. Not wanting to share. Not wanting to talk about. I don't really know why, other than maybe I'm scared that people won't get it. It was all fine and dandy for me to slip back into my old role for everyone else-- but everything was different. And whenever I tried to talk about it I got shut up. No, I'm not pointing fingers or even mildly upset. The idea of my iminent hermit-age doesn't bother me so much as it makes me tired. I've been so tired lately. And with 9 full hours of sleep a night that shouldn't be the case. I'm also hoping this is due to poor eating habits -- i rarely eat ONE square meal a day let alone three -- and stress.
...I can't think of any legitimate way to end this post.
So I'm just going to say...I still hate sunday nights, even when I don't have school or work or anything. Much the same way i hate wednesdays, because i somehow associate them with math.
Just finished reading The Blind Assassin. Now, normally i can take Margaret Atwood or leave her -- I'm indifferent. But i really loved this book. It was tragic and complex and all came together in the most lovely way. I'm impressed, and it gets a definite thumbs up. And, seeing as i paid four dollars for it -- even better!
Second hand bookstores rule.
Did my speech thing at the church -- about my time in Africa. I always come back to being able to talk about two events. The rest of it...I'm internalizing. Not wanting to share. Not wanting to talk about. I don't really know why, other than maybe I'm scared that people won't get it. It was all fine and dandy for me to slip back into my old role for everyone else-- but everything was different. And whenever I tried to talk about it I got shut up. No, I'm not pointing fingers or even mildly upset. The idea of my iminent hermit-age doesn't bother me so much as it makes me tired. I've been so tired lately. And with 9 full hours of sleep a night that shouldn't be the case. I'm also hoping this is due to poor eating habits -- i rarely eat ONE square meal a day let alone three -- and stress.
...I can't think of any legitimate way to end this post.
So I'm just going to say...I still hate sunday nights, even when I don't have school or work or anything. Much the same way i hate wednesdays, because i somehow associate them with math.
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