I hate Sunday nights. As soon as the sun starts setting I feel a sense of dread wash over me. I've written something about this before, but here it is, Sunday again. Bleh.
I want a new computer but cannot justify the expense because I don't even know what kind I really want.
I still have both of my engagement rings and my wedding ring. I don't know what to do with them.
Stephanie Klein's book comes out in a couple weeks; she's also engaged and pregnant with twins. I had two Lean Cuisine french bread pizza things for dinner with four Heineken Premium Lights. You probably don't think these things are related.
Speaking of Fatal Attraction, I saw Glenn Close when she starred in Sunset Boulevard on Broadway. I waited around to see her after the show. I didn't ask for her autograph, I just wanted to see her. She's absolutely teeny.
For the longest time, I thought my feet had gotten fat, too. For maybe five years, shoes never seemed to fit right. One day, I decided to try a 7
My favorite books to read on my commute are detective-like books. Robert B. Parker was the first author of such novels I ever read (he writes the books on which the Spenser for Hire TV series was based). I still enjoy his books, but Harlan Coben is my now favorite go-to author. I also like the Stephanie Plum bounty hunter series by Janet Evanovich.
My favorite book of all time is Corelli's Mandolin.
I haven't knitted in a long time. I miss it.
One of the funniest things I've ever seen is a video of my then-19-year-old sister lip synching to "I Will Survive." If I could figure out how to get it on YouTube, I would make you all watch it this instant.
My all-time favorite cake is a traditional Italian marzipan cake. I once worked in an Italian bakery.
I've had two jobs that I only kept for one day.
My fingernails are very bendy. I have really long eyelashes.
I was once licked by an ox.
This is my 438th post.