It's been a while. The end of school brought all the sadness of this year into a swirl of memories and melancholy, but sunshine heals a lot, and I already feel so much better.
I started Running With Scissors but stopped in the middle, which I don't usually do with books. Natalie and Augusten were at McDonalds saying their only skill for potential work was giving blow jobs and something else I can't remember. Their lives seemed so unapologetically broken, and struck too many chords inside me. For anyone who's read it, is there redemption at the end?
I think I'll update my flickr a bit this week, with light hearted summery things.