it is already the middle of july. THE MIDDLE. i have a date with jack white tomorrow. okay okay ok ok okay. it's not really a date. i mean to watch cold mountain after every time (once) i see him live.
but next week.
oh golly.
gosh.
really? it's here already? it's here. i don't even know what to wear. it sounds superficial but when the last outfit i wore consisted of a dress, a skirt as a shirt, a bulky black sweater, black tights and granny looking sandals, image becomes a bit of a concern.
i am going to sauble beach for the first time on saturday.
i am currently reading the band of brothers book stephen ambrose wrote. it's okay. his writing style bugs me. it is too much like a narrative and not enough analysis. i could totally be a history prof.
