Sundays are always beautiful. First sleeping until 10am, then heading to mass and people watching, then to Wal-Mart or Safeway for weekly groceries and more of the same. The rest of the day is up for grabs - a little schoolwork, a little reading, some time at the library - trying to find the perfect combination of routine and spontaneity.
With the introduction of a table my house is starting to actually feel livable:
My favorite block downtown just got a new mural, I'm fine with Barack being portrayed as Lincoln as long as he actually grows the beard. I will not be fine, however, when I see the first picture of him photoshopped onto a crucifix (I give it a week).
Also, Sunday's have the added perk of a new batch of secrets at PostSecret online.
Tomorrow begins a new week of school, and brings a new episode of Heroes (any takers?).
September 28, 2008
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haha about the Lincoln, though it's pretty sad/ironic/insane.
"everyone who knew me before 9/11 believes I'm dead" - whoa. that's a huge secret. can you imagine being on either side of that?
cherrie
Nah, Heroes is the new Lost. Too much commitment that I want but can't muster. But last night I declared the Food Network's Alton Brown (Good Eats, Iron Chef America, and, most recently, Feasting on Waves) my personal pastor, for something he said at the close of the 4-episode series Feasting on Waves. Maggie's gonna post a clip in a day or so.
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