I'm at Yulka's. We've been Harry Potter marathoning. Right now we just finished the 5th one, and I was over a couple days ago and we watched 1 at her house, and then went over to Max T's and watched 2-4. I'd only seen the 1st one before this week, but I'm going to the premier of the last one on thursday so...
and we were aimlessly on the computer, deciding weather or not to continue, and it devolved to this-us poking eachother on fb, and her going on here and being like, nope, nothing to look at.
so yes, vengeance!
{i just said that the smell of old books is a cliche. response: I think you're a cliche. clearly our brains are at peak function right now, brilliant come-backs and all}
(I also hung out with Max from my school and Jack from college/Yulka's town. I went to the decordava with the first and just...made cucumber sandwiches and talked with the 2nd.)
I also saved a frog. I've been living in the basement, and it used to be a bomb shelter (made during the cold war and all.) But there is a window (which we enlarged) and is slightly underground. The frog was jumping out of the ditch but it was too high. I tried to find it the next day but couldn't. Then I slept over at Yulka's for a night and then came back again the next day at 1am, only to hear it again. So I went outside and saved it from starving to death (this time I successfully found it.)
i know, terribly exciting. it's been miserably hot lately. more miserable because of the humidity than the heat. I walked my neighbor's son's dog today, I nearly died. And I mowed the lawn yesterday, and I nearly died then. Clearly, my life is just as dangerous as Yossarian's (I'm reading Catch 22, what can I say :))
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