Tough Cookies...
I'm not reading right now, but it's for a good cause. I'm in the middle of making cookies for tomorrow. They're for people handing in their cd's for the last day of the RPM Challenge. I'm making RPM&M cookies. (I'm an effing genius, why am I still barely making rent?) It's like a million degrees in my apartment and Bella tells me normal people don't bake in their underwear, but I'm melting. The whole reason I stopped to write is to share the idea I have for next year's goal. I'm only a fifth of the way done with this year's, and already I'm excited about the next one! I've decided for 2008 that for every new book I read, I'm going to re-read one that I loved. I realized I tell people I love certain books all the time, but some of them, I hardly remember anything about, except that I loved them. I can only think of a handful of books I've read more than once: The Secret History, Tailchaser's Song, We Have Always Lived In the Castle... It's just that there isn't even enough time for all the books I haven't read. But still, that's my idea for next year. Some books I'd like to revisit: Gone with the Wind, The Corrections, White Noise, As She Climbed Across the Table, and The Fountainhead. So, this wasn't an exciting entry, by any means, but I wanted to tell you about my idea. Martha Stewart I am not: I have to go because I just stuck a breast in cookie dough. (I may be able to sell these cookies on eBay now...) Goodnight!


2. boobs are nature's rolling pins. wow, that's a weird mental image. but i stand by it.