Sunday

please stop talking like a civil war text book. please.



Spent the remainder of Christmas money on: Noble Beast, a collection of Emerson Essays and Poems, banana spring rolls. I spent over an hour at Barnes and Noble, because they started playing the Fleet Foxes album (beginning to finish) and I had to stay and listen to the whole thing, obviously. Not that I hadn't already listened to it twice that day. And do you know what else I did this weekend, my lovelies? I clean house, I bake brownies, I watch My Cousin Vinny twice in a row, because I sort of secretly wish I was Mona Lisa Vito. Also, because I am silly. Maybe if I put off writing my topic proposal, my Dickinson response, and my translation a little longer, enough snow will fall and I will not have to do them until tomorrow night. Maybe. I think so.

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