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I think that if I had the option of skipping over the next two or three years, I might. What are the early twenties for, anyway?

Maybe it’s because it’s practically August, and the most productive thing I’ve done this summer is produce Kool-Aid. I don’t think I’ve even been grocery shopping in two months. I hate grocery shopping. But I love eating. Conundrum.

Speaking of conundrum, The Ring was released five years ago. The whole thing was based on a VHS tape. The situation would probably be even scarier now, because how much more difficult would it be to find a VCR that can record and copy? What would Samara use today? Facebook? YouTube? I imagine she would be much more satisfied with the internet, getting her word out so quickly and to so many. Eventually, though, everyone with the internet would see it and there would be thousands bringing their laptops and iPods to the streets and forcing the clips upon the homeless, and there would be a mass extinction. Of the homeless.

That went a lot farther than I intended.

Did you know that XP, as in Windows XP, stood for eXPerience? I did. Rad.

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There’s a little old woman who sits across from me on the bus. She never gets up, just sits, hunched over, cross-stitching little faces on cloth. Little bald faces. Her eyes are completely vacant as she does this. I’m not sure why the little faces are bald, but if it were up to me, it would be because she steals human hair from various sources and finishes the little portraits at home without the need of thread.

I’m going to run away to the beach for a few days next Sunday. Although I can only really afford the gas it will take to make the 6-hour drive, I’d rather sleep with my face in cold sand than spend the remainder of the summer locked up in this apartment.

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Ok, it’s done. Book 7 is closed. I won’t go into details, such as <SPOILER> how I cried over Snape </SPOILER>, but I guess it’s a good thing, that it’s over. Now we can look forward to…uh…Kirsten Dunst in Spider Man 4? And more microbursts!

Overall, though, I’m satisfied with the ending of Harry Potter.

More pictures here.

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This is what it looks like when the wind rapes a neighborhood.

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I went to a fair last night after work. It was big, for a church carnival. They had a massive fruit stand right in the middle of it, with all kinds of stuff, so I stopped to buy some. My feet were bare. I left the heels in the car and walked along the stone path, being careful to keep away from whirling children and large, clumsy men. I stood at the stand, chatting with a loud, dark, self-proclaimed Sicilian. When he started going off about The Godfather, I became completely aware of myself – the floor-length wispy skirt, bare feet, long and messy hair – all while balancing a box of grapes on my shoulder with one arm and discussing gelati. I never met my Italian grandparents, but if they were watching the peasant girl at the fruit stand, I’m confident they would’ve recognized me.

I have a new masthead. Rich made it. He’s wonderful.

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I dragged Derrick to the theater last night to see Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. The line wrapped around the building and ended at the back doors, even with us being a half hour early.

I was expecting unreasonable lines for the book release in eight days, but I thought we were playing it safe by not trying to see the movie at midnight the night before.

I heard mixed reviews about the whole thing, but speaking of it solely as a movie, and not as a movie based on a 896-page book, I thought it was fantastic, appropriately creepy, and the best of the five. They keep getting better for me. Dudley as a thug was great. The final battle was fantastic. And Radcliffe was especially attractive (hold on, how old is he? Eighteen on the 23rd of this month? Forget I said anything until then).

By the way, I think that professional movie reviewers are absolutely intolerable.

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I walked around one of my favorite parts of the city and, via camera phone, all within the vicinity of two blocks, snapped ten wonderful things.

1. Live, old-fashioned bands in a pavilion. 2. Hanging flower pots with live flowers.

3. H&M. 4. Shelves and shelves of Moleskines.

5. A Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows book voucher. 6. Ugly dolls.

7. Children playing in fountains in the sun outside of the Cheesecake Factory. 8. A Vera Bradley display.

9. A Passion Fruit Green Tea smoothie from Caribou Coffee. 10. The Caribou Coffee bear tuffet.

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I’m very inspired by craft-related websites such as this one, sites that are all color and cleanliness. I still have a lot to learn on the subjects of sewing and artistry, but since I started assisting a seamstress at a bridal salon this summer, I always have to be working on something.

Here are some things I’m working on now.

A bride bought a plain, white satin wedding dress and decided it needed more…stuff. She bought lace to add to the back and train. I’m adding the sequins and pearls.

I found this cross-stitch pattern on e-bay. It’s based on motifs used during the Renaissance. I love the colors. It’s the first time I’ve used linen instead of Aida fabric, which is more graph-like and much easier to see and sew.

Jewelry. I don’t make stuff like this too often. Beads are expensive.

I’ve been trying to illustrate pieces of a short story I wrote a few months ago.

I was going to finish with a picture of homemade cherry cheesecake, but it seems to have disappeared somehow…

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I can’t afford an iPhone, so I’ve been following the reviews of friends and others who’ve had the opportunity to experience one.

Yesterday, I received the following image from the remarkable and gallant Rich, and am now satisfied for at least the next month or so.

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