As I’m apt to do far too often, I was googling myself yesterday. (That does sound dirty, but really, it isn’t.) Finding myself on someone’s blog—a high school girl from Lubbock Texas—I was at first complimented, then insulted, then completely confused. How should I feel?

Currently Reading

The Bridge of Sighs: A Novel

By Olen Steinhauer

Planning trips to Budapest to run around with hot author. Not that the writing’s spectacular, but on the inside cover, his picture is niiice. Apparently Lauri and Jennifer know him and want me to visit Budapest to meet him when I’m abroad. OK!!

And have decided again to run away with an artist/musician/writer for a while for adventure and passion and lovely idle thoughts traversing my indolent brain! Just need to find me one now.