Saturday, July 11

"Take me above your light
Carry me through the night
Hold me secure in flight
Sing me to sleep tonight"
'Hello Seattle' - Owl City

I guess getting up at ten isn't considered sleeping in if I went to sleep at three. Oh well. I'm not tired anymore, and that's all that matters.

Still no letter, maybe it'll be here today.
I honestly don't know.

The suspense is unbearable.

And speaking of unbearable, it's Turkey Rama weekend. As mom calls it, turkey trauma. My plan? I'm sitting inside until our 5th drive tomorrow.

But no use trying to take a nap after I'm already irreversibly awake.

So what am I to do, with a whole weekend before me and nothing to occupy my time?

Listening to my iPod sounds like a pretty good waste of time, I suppose.

~marina

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