I have not been sleeping well. Like, really bad dreams. Watching T's post on Bjork's music video for Wanderlust did not help. Tonight's was full of death and gore and torture and people's heads falling off. Two days ago it was cockroaches. Lots of creepy crawly cockroaches.
Well I'm home for the holidays. Some dorky goals for my month-long winter break:
-Organize my Font Book (a thousand eight hundred and fourteen fonts...is that necessary?)
-Go to Seattle (free Southwest roundtrip ticket, expires February). Visit their public library (pictured above).
-Finish American Prometheus: The Triumph and Tragedy of J. Robert Oppenheimer (currently on page 136 out of 599 and going strong!) Thanks Tiff for the recommendation. It's splendid so far - such an in-depth, thoughtful biography. I honestly can't imagine working on something for twenty-five years. Serious props for authors Kai Bird and Martin J. Sherwin.
-Convince A to start/finish the fifth book of Harry Potter.
currently listening: "This is Not a Love Song" Marc Colin
xoxo,
Claire
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