And I'm glad to have that pile of paper outta my face, I'll tell you that much.
I'd love to write something clever and witty, or funny or... Anything. I want to talk about how I went to the cabin last weekend and the basement flooded and we all scooped water out with snow shovels. Or how my best friend from undergrad just bought her gown for her PhD graduation, or how I spent so long in a lavender-scented bathtub yesterday that I shriveled up to a happy, white, good-smellin' prune. But. I want to eat. Then I want to call my Dad back brush my teeth and crawl into my freshly-changed bed and read my big ole book with the sunflower on the cover and fall asleep.
Sigh.
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Hooray!!
What is your sunflower book?
Good on yer!
And then we're going to get blind, stinking drunk on margaritas after the semester is over, right?
You betcha.
The sunflower book is the Dorothea Brand one I'm doing my presentation on.
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