BEA tailgating is coming up at the end of the month, after which I will hopefully have a post about a quest that has been FIVE MONTHS in the making. Quests are the greatest. I used to think of myself as chivalrous (TAKE BACK THE WORD, LADIES, EVEN THOUGH WE DIDN'T HAVE IT ORIGINALLY), but then I turned into something of a lame-o who needs to borrow her friend's jacket when it's cold and I can no longer claim the term. BUT my love of knight-like questing remains. I'll just do it while wearing someone else's jacket.
This New York trip is the most unplanned thing I've ever done. Yes, I have a spreadsheet with my schedule on it, but it has like six things on it for a three day period. How can one GUARANTEE they are going to have fun if one does not schedule all available time? So right now I'm feeling rather adrift, a condition that can surely only be remedied by hanging out a lot with you all who are going to be there. Also by eating things. That'll be good.
And after the reading EXPLOSION that was April, I am in a complete slump for May, mostly because of Singing Things, but also because instead of reading I've been 1) Looking at pictures of Jessica Raine from Call the Midwife, 2) Internet stalking Lindy West of Jezebel fame, 3) Acting like Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. And apparently Cameron doesn't want to read.
And as summer comes to Chicago bit by creeping bit, we emerge from our winter dwellings and start tentatively sniffing the air, culminating in a constant and guilt-induced mantra of "You should be outside, you should be outside, it will be cold again soon and you will be sad you didn't go outside." But I will try to read by the lake. Lake Michigan is Very Big and allows you to contemplate Kant's sublime until some asshole sailboat gets in the way and ruins it. I'm also easily distracted by how you can put your face right by blades of grass and see all the tiny stuff on and around them.But once that stuff's out of the way -- reading.
This New York trip is the most unplanned thing I've ever done. Yes, I have a spreadsheet with my schedule on it, but it has like six things on it for a three day period. How can one GUARANTEE they are going to have fun if one does not schedule all available time? So right now I'm feeling rather adrift, a condition that can surely only be remedied by hanging out a lot with you all who are going to be there. Also by eating things. That'll be good.
And after the reading EXPLOSION that was April, I am in a complete slump for May, mostly because of Singing Things, but also because instead of reading I've been 1) Looking at pictures of Jessica Raine from Call the Midwife, 2) Internet stalking Lindy West of Jezebel fame, 3) Acting like Cameron from Ferris Bueller's Day Off. And apparently Cameron doesn't want to read.
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And as summer comes to Chicago bit by creeping bit, we emerge from our winter dwellings and start tentatively sniffing the air, culminating in a constant and guilt-induced mantra of "You should be outside, you should be outside, it will be cold again soon and you will be sad you didn't go outside." But I will try to read by the lake. Lake Michigan is Very Big and allows you to contemplate Kant's sublime until some asshole sailboat gets in the way and ruins it. I'm also easily distracted by how you can put your face right by blades of grass and see all the tiny stuff on and around them.But once that stuff's out of the way -- reading.
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