In the meantime, I'm back in the nine to five grind. In between trying to make my cellphone work to its full potential (which it rarely does) and guzzling enough caffeine to kill a small child, I have a list of summer things to do. Now that the sun is out and I have no homework (other than one summer course about ethnobotany), I have to fill my time with something, right?
Also, I love making lists. It's a really sad compulsion of mine.
- Bird watching. I went to Chapters last night in a fit of boredom, and because it was the only place open past 9 pm. There it was - the National Geographic Field Guide to Birds of North America. I've always loved birds (don't you find that an innumerable amount of people hate them?) but I particularly love being able to identify them. It's kind of disgusting, how much I pretend to be a biology nerd even though I don't know the first thing about an animal cell. I think I just really like sitting in my backyard and being the one to get really excited over seeing a Northern Cardinal.
- Magazines. All of them. I once went to the bookstore to buy a magazine. I was preparing for an interview at a men's style publication, so I thought I should pick up some GQ and Esquire to get prepared. OhmygodIfellinlove. I know it's really suspicious for a girl to buy a magazine that has a scantily clad Sofia Vergara on the cover. It's okay. There were some pretty great articles in that issue (especially one about what it was like to be the "other woman" in a relationship of infidelity). A few issues back (I can't remember if it was in British GQ, American GQ or what) there was an article about the "hero" - why men and women fighting overseas shirked any accolades they were given. They just didn't feel like they deserved the same honour as war heroes and heroines of the past (namely, wars where there was the draft and battle was an obligation). I plan to devour as much of these articles as I can, which is the perfect preparation for my job this coming year.
- Knitting. It's a little sad that this deserves its own place on the numbered list. Long story short: I screwed up the first scarf I tried to make. I'm doing it again, except with 99 cent yarn I found at Value Village. We're livin' large here people.
- Macarons. In extending the homely theme of this list, I've decided to attempt macarons. I feel like they're insanely difficult, but all I can think about is sitting in the backyard eating, like, 20 of them. I am not ashamed.
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