I want to get back to babbling about things again. It makes me feel better, I think.
Just a few side notes:
-I'm still vegan (one year in August!)
-My sister and her man bought a HOUSE!
-I've become addicted to The Office.
-I can't read enough books lately.
It's also come to my attention that I am going to be miserable for the next week. It will be in the 90's and full of Rochester's famous humidity. We have no air conditioners in this old house we're renting, and the room we sleep in is almost unbearable already... in 60 degree weather! It gets so warm and stuffy in there, and I have two fans going. I should probably mention that I need to be really cold to sleep comfortably. So I'm freaking out about next week. (Actually, tomorrow... because that's when it's going to start!) I thought this would be the perfect way to be greener, and not have an air conditioner, but I've lived in air conditioned spaces all my life. Mike prefers not to have one, and it makes me crazy. And I'm not sure that having 8 fans going all night long in the same room will be very green, either.
I went to EnergyStar.gov for info, but there are over 800 models, so I guess it's not that difficult to find one. I may just have to buy one and install it so he has no say. Or he will have a very unpleasant bed mate this summer.
I discovered that I have a deep love for Barnes & Noble. I also discovered that I walk out of Borders disappointed and full of hate every time I go. I think one of the last times I went, I used the restroom and bought colored pencils just because I liked the case they were in. Other than that I wanted to set the place on fire. It was so disorganized and they never have what I want, and they can't even order it!
But Barnes & Noble makes me smile. I feel good when I walk around in there, kind of like how I feel in a craft store or a home decorating store. I just get this exciting vibe. If you haven't seen it already, they have the most incredible photography book called Creature
. It's the work of photographer Andrew Zuckerman and the images are so beautiful it brings tears to my eyes. You can see some of the images on the website, and sadly it fails to show my favorite ones... of a moluccan cockatoo.
Anyway, I realized in my recent trips to the bookstore that I've grown to loathe fiction. I can't stand all the campy titles and dramatic images. Stacey and I like to go into the bookstores to judge books by their cover. I like to go and judge books by their genre.
I'm also pretty partial to the gift sections. I can't help myself when I'm surrounded by snazzy journals and magnetic poetry. I just lose myself in it.
Now I'm going to go try to clean my room. Ugh. It's the "beauty and craft room" as my friend Kelli has dubbed it. But right now i's the "messy and crap room" for sure.