Sunday matinees of 500 Days of Summer, cottage cheese with honey and pepper, organizing August 2007 to the present in brown albums, clean sheets, magic markers, window air-conditioners, the way the light hits the curtains in the living room around seven-thirty at night, fudgesicles, rereading old books, and crimson gladiolas.
Currently do not love: how claustrophobic le cast feels right around bedtime. Trying to think positive, and not above fumbling for the Tylenol PM.
NO FAIR I WANNA SEE THAT MOVIE.
ReplyDeleteIt's cute. Not perfect, but worth seeing on a blazing hot Sunday morning.
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