imaginarycircus

Today was the worst 4th of July I have ever had. It was cool, almost cold. It rained. David and I had a fight. I was very sick. And the only fireworks I saw were on TV, and were in Boston. That made me kind of homesick. And it reminded me of sitting on a roof with praetorianguard and elements a long time ago and watching the fireworks over the Charles.

I'm not feeling patriotic or at all proud of anything. I feel whiny and ill.

On the positive side? I finished reading Susan Orlean's The Orchid Thief and I kind of loved it. Then I watched Adaptation and it was crazy and I kind of loved it too. Though it helped that I just finished a screen writing course and got all the fuss over McKee. I kind of love Charlie Kaufman.

I hope everyone had a better day than I did, though I suppose mine could have been worse and I should just shut up already.