Sorry if I get a little Homeric at times. That's genetic, too.

[raybear]

I didn't go back to sleep. I didn't go running either, but I'm getting ready to go all over for some errands. I've been spoiled by my bike, because suddenly walking four blocks seems long. Who have I become?

But I did get a tiny bit of work done and I had a nice discussion with the tattoo artist and I fell in love. I'm completely, overwhelmingly, devastatingly in love with Jeffrey Eugenides's Middlesex. I'm not very far along, and I recognize the honeymoon stage when I feel it, but that doesn't mean I can't enjoy it, even when it's temporary. I hope to spend all day and night with my new lover. Which will hopefully keep me away from checking my e-mail maniacally, waiting to hear from this prospective job. I don't know why I've gotten so fixated on it. I knew it was bad when this morning I got an e-mail from a lover in Italy who I haven't spoken to in awhile and I basically just skimmed over it and hit reload a few more times, hoping to see another name in the inbox. Um, yeah. Who have I become, I ask again?

Comments

[dykestar.livejournal.com]

I've heard that book is amazing. Maybe I should go pick it up... I mean, The Virgin Suicides rocked my world, and I've heard this one's 1000x better.

Middlesex

[bias-cut.livejournal.com]

God, I love that book. I want to read it over and over and over again. I'd also love to hear what you think of it when you finish!

Re: Middlesex

[milosh.livejournal.com]

ditto ditto ditto! i understand the loving obsession.