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Saturday, July 28, 2012

So here I sit...

Well, I feel a bit guilty because I'm eating the leftover pasta from last night. There wasn't a whole lot, but there wasn't a tiny tiny bit either and my siblings probably would have liked me to share. :\

I'M SORRY GUYS I WAS RUDE AND INSENSITIVE.

But it's too late now...

I need to write a lot. July is almost over. I've blogged like a madwoman (almost ten more posts than days if I remember correctly! o__o) but in terms of fiction, my output has been rather disappointing.

Yesterday, I finished The Princess Bride. A lovely book. I greatly enjoyed it. However, I'd like to read an unabridged version sometime. That has the parts about packing every single hat one owns and all those other boring details because the writer's voice is enjoyable enough that I may enjoy it no matter the subject.

Austin is lovely. Best city ever, no joke. There are so many quirky and artsy and amazing things all around and it all feels natural.

I went to Bananarchy yesterday. asdfghjklyum. c:

Also, after seven months, I finally sat under a tree! (sitting under trees more was my second new years resolution--but I generally avoid it because dirt.)
Speaking of New Years resolutions, I guess I should mention my other one and gauge my progress. My other one was to give up soda. Not drink it at all. I never came to a firm conclusion on things that were /made with/ soda, but seeing as I've had two cherry limeades from Sonic, I think that I'm not including drinks that were made with soda. But I'm obviously not allowing myself those very often either.
The main idea was to not have excuses to just drink soda around the house. My old rules were "special occasions and when everyone else is having one" and before that it was "one a week" and before that it was "I guess I have one a month tops" (this was most of my life).
But soda is such a pointless drink that I haven't missed it one bit.

I've kind of wanted to get Dr. Pepper cans with the Avengers on them, but not enough that I'd actually pay money to drink something that I doubt I even care for anymore. And break my New Years resolution. Because that would be low. >__>

I'm wearing a cool shirt which I shall not describe until later since I don't want Emma to possibly see a post about it before she sees the shirt itself.

:'D


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