"It's a beautiful day. Don't let it slip away." -- Bono
I spent another couple of hours at the park today, and it was even warmer. I took off my shoes and socks, downed a Mountain Dew from Taco Bell, ate the rest of my lunch from work, rolled up my sleeves and pantlegs, and read and wrote. I could've stayed all day if there hadn't been that ache inside of me saying "You have a family at home. Go home." I don't know if that's just me, or if that's a wife/mother/father/husband in general. But it's quiet here, too. Steve's mowing the lawn with the lawnmower he must have fixed (the cord broke off of it yesterday. He's proving to be more and more handy with fixing things lately! I'm impressed!) Zach's watching some South Park on the other computer and laughing his butt off, Aria's still at school for Honk rehearsal, and Michael must be downstairs. So I'm catching up online, blogging, and who knows... I might go right back outside to soak up some more sun.
"I wanna soak up the sun..." -Sheryl Crow
I both started and finished reading "Girl, Interrupted" by Susanna Kaysen yesterday. I loved it. I've never seen the movie, so now I have to rent it to see if I like it or not, but the book was plain fantastic. Her writing style is akin to that of Chuck Palahniuk whom I adore. There are a couple of other books listed inside that she's written, so I'm interested in finding those at the library and reading them as well.
I have one disk and two tracks left of "On Writing". I'm glad I've finally been so inspired by something. I don't have a lot of motivation to do anything these days. Oh, which brings me to my next thought, something I'm really interested in...
SOUTH BEND is going to have ROLLER DERBY! I am going to the next meeting and I am so psyched I can't stand it. My best friend from elementary school is a Sin City Rollergirl, which is how I first heard of it in recent times (yes, I'd heard of rollerderby before, but a long time ago...) How cool would it be if she were on a team out there, and I was on one here!? Luckily I have a day job where it doesn't matter if I'm bruised and bloody.
As a follow-up to Stephen King ripping me a new one, my brother posted a Schoolhouse Rock video on my Facebook to let me know he was pro-adverb. It's nice to have people in my corner. I shall taunt Mr. King when I meet him someday. (Probably after I faint due to my excitement or vomit due to my anxiety.)
Thanks to my new followers, as well -- it's nice to see new faces and comments. It's greatly (ahem... adverb) appreciated.
I need to buy a new pair of roller skates. Hmm.