She was surprisingly intelligent. Which sounds like a mean thing to say except it's not, really. What I mean is that Druggy Debby had an intelligence that surprised. You could had her your broken radio and she'd pull a screwdriver out of her hair and have it fixed for you in five minutes flat. And then she'd tune it to the only station in western Massachusetts that played punk rock and Etta James. A station you'd never heard before, even though you lived there your whole life.I have been having a weird week, not bad relatively, but weird. I broke my toe, my stupid middle toe, I burnt my hand, my left hand, and I just keep dropping things, having weird dreams and just having bad ju-ju in general.
She knew things. She knew how things worked. Druggy Debby truly understood Einstein's theory of relativity and described the world of quantum mechanics as "all about potential, doll face." Possible Side Effects-Augusten Burroughs
But my ultrasound results were good, so I don't need surgery or anything right now! Yippie.
This is great news. I have been blissful, except for my clumsiness. The weather is fantastic, and though I am super busy with school, it is the good busy. The kind where I have a lot of things to do, but they are easy, just time-consuming.
Reading is going okay. I have been into The Historian. It is good, I think. It is just really drawn out, and there isn't much action. I keep expecting something to happen, and nothing does. I also isn't nearly as snobby as I was lead to believe. I like my historical fiction to leave me feeling like I need to do some research.
I just got of the phone with my boyfriend, and he told me he didn't trick or treat growing up, that broke my heart.
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