Lazy Days

I just finished reading a book called "The Alchemist," which I highly reccomend. It's a fascinating read, really, and I find it ironic to be reading it right now at this point in my life. It's all about purpose in life and "personal legend," etc etc. Though I picked it up nearly two years ago with the keen desire then to read it, it took until now to make the time to do so, and the timing could not have been, well, timelier.

Last week was an interesting, desperately long week, I think. If there have been any more lesson-packed days than these recently, I am hard pressed to remember them. I spent nearly a week and a half by myself, with my housemate, Larky, gone home to visit her family. She was sorely missed, too.

But now we've been back together a week already, and life at Old Bentley has been roaring. It wasn't without parties in her absence... there were movie nights and teas and walks and lots of decorating and re-arranging, etc... but on a much quieter scale. And of course, I've been spending a good deal of my evenings away, watching the Euro 2008 on TV--a "saved" version that some satellite thing allows. There have certainly been interesting goings on there!

But there were also lots of frightening thunderstorms, which are more frightening yet when one is entirely alone in a foundationaly unstable, hundred+ year old house. 

Anyways. All I can think of right now is how tired I am and how nice a nap would be. I am learning too much at once for my mind to handle. Life is good, though, and there is not a lack for friends to share it with here, contrary to popular and first-thought opinion. Swimming, cookie-baking, Bollywood nights, Kofola parties, picnics, bonfires, movies, gourmet dinners, euro 08 viewings (they get intense, let me tell you!), drive-in-movies, miniature golf & pizza, off-Broadway shows, Shakespeare, and the list goes on. 

There are lots of books to read. I'm working on finishing up Eragon for my brother, writing some literature articles, and just checked out about 5 books from the library yesterday. It's nice to have time like that again. Strange, but nice.