conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative

Let's see. I stayed home sick yesterday and today it snowed so my mother made me stay home. This is nice, but also a burden as now I have work to make up. Ah well.

I am currently reading too many books (well, not really, but I like to read my books one at a time). I started Invisible Man some time ago and was interrupted. Then I started On the Road, which I was reading quickly, but was interrupted. Now I'm reading This Side of Paradise, for school but also for my own pleasure. I just finished The Importance of Being Earnest about a week ago. I suppose that's not too many, but my list of books to read has filled my head to its capacity and I can think of nothing else.

Before Maggie left for school, we took some photos of etsy items. The new camera worked like a charm. I didn't have to do any editing besides cropping. And we've already sold a hat!

Oh! and the tumblr experiment has been working beautifully! I've posted something almost everyday. I'm quite pleased.

birthdays

Today is my birthday. Thus far it has gone pretty well. In my American Studies we walked to General Grant's house (because my school is right across the street from Grant's Farm in St. Louis). I could tell my history teacher (who, by the way, went to highschool with Jeff Tweedy... that's right) was bursting at the seams with Civil War information that he had to reign back for the sake of the tour guide. Then a few of us stood talking about how future civilizations will perceive us and if we really know anything about the ones in the past. We did this as others from my class dressed up and ran around like children. ah...highschool

Today I am seventeen. Nothing exciting. Although I can now rent R rated movies from the library without any questions. Thus far, I have checked out The Life Aquatic with Steve Zissou (Wes Anderson) and A Serious Man (Coen Brothers). And what a wonderful trailer. I hope the movie is as good as this, because I can't get over the end note.

the end