| Current mood: | sleepy |
| Current music: | the air conditioner |
Today I sat down and read The Nanny Diaries in twelve hours, including time to make and eat dinner, television, and breaks from wanting to kill Mrs. X (a character). I think my reading habits are fairly respectable, but I also think I'm entitled to some fluff from time to time. In this case, I picked well. It was fun to read and the characters were dead-on. It has also made me start thinking about the habits of my aunt and uncle. They're not nearly as extreme as Mr. and Mrs. X in the book, not at all, but still have some of the same tendencies. Iuhoh.
I have this weird sense of impending doom right now and am a bit afraid to go to sleep lest I have weird dreams. I'd rather stay up and finish re-reading 1984.
As a side note: when I let Madeleine out on the balcony, she gets so excited that she starts running around like a madwoman on speed. It's impressive.
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