Just read the most charming little novel, The Clothes They Stood Up In, by Alan Bennett. Mr. and Mrs. Ransome go out to the opera, and return home to find that they have been burgled. Of everything, leaving them with floor to lie on, baseboards to lean against, their opera clothes, and the contents of Mrs. Ransome's handbag. It involves beanbag chairs, dry humor, top of the line stereo technology, and some rather shocking plot developments. What else can you ask for, really. Read it in a day, it's only a little over 100 pages, and the characters are so beautiful. And here is what I did today:
bought a golden sweater. and also t-shirts, to be cut apart, torn apart and otherwise beautified.
took the PSAT, and, after discovering that i do prefer wooden pencils after all, walked around all afternoon with a number 2 tucked behind my ear, scribbling out long shopping lists.
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