Another Sunny Day

I own many, many books. Unfortunately, they cannot all fit as I like them on a single shelf. Luckily my sister gave me hers so now my books aren't stacked on top of each other and J.K. Rowling’s manuscripts don't have to be split up.

I have to write an essay in order to get into Queens University. I simply cannot. I am far too unmotivated today. Tomorrow. Yes, I will tomorrow.

Instead I am going to do some early Spring Cleaning. Organize my CDs. Watch Super 8 and The Royal Tenenbaums again. Ensure all my books are in alphabetical order by the author's last name. Wash my sheets. I adore clean sheets. And bake something. Hopefully we have enough cocoa...

I apologize for rambling but I also have to go to the book store today and get another Charles Bukowski book. My sister spilt her tea on my newly-purchased copy of Post Office. I made a fuss about it and cried. It was such a beautiful book I could not help it. Anyway, she promised me she'd get me a new copy. Because I am so sly I am getting a totally different Bukowski book because Post Office is still in decent condition. Please don't think of me as a whiny, spoiled baby. I'm just overprotective of my books.

I am making a playlist for you very soon. So long.