Winding Road

Boston is a pretty great city, but it's raining, so I'm in the hotel room looking outside, wishing it were prettier. Got in yesterday (after grueling terrible terrible car ride that made me miserable), ate food, knit (all that's left on my first mitten is the thumb... still have to make the second mitten, of course), slept. Woke up today, went and looked at Tufts for Travis, got superiority complex when they talked about "majors" and "requirements," went into downtown Boston, walked in rain, looked at gravestones, looked at buildings, decided it was too wet, came back to hotel, went to lunch, returned to hotel, internet.

A List of Books I Read This Summer, Just Because:
The House of Spirits by Isabel Allende
Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer
Invisible Man by Ralph Ellison
The Gangster We Are All Looking for by le thi diem thuy
That last one's my summer reading assignment and in progress, the 3 before it rank among the best things I have read. Ever. Up there with the Color Purple and Dorian Gray and the Talented Mr Ripley. I wanted to read more, but I got distracted by other things.