What's outside the window

I'm currently waiting for my chai tea to steep. I tried to make chamomile a few minutes ago, but something went horribly wrong and it was perhaps the worst cup of tea I've ever made in my entire life. I'm not sure why, but in any case it was the last of the chamomile that we had (perhaps that's why), so I switched to chai. I may or may not be up all night now. I haven't had much caffeine since I've been home. It was only today that I learned how to make coffee with my parents' coffee machine.

I finished The Savage Detectives today covered in goosebumps, though I knew what was written on the last page long ago. I may be premature in this declaration, but it is perhaps one of the best books of the last ten years (if we count English versions, since the Spanish came out in 1998, if you want to get technical). I won't say anything on the plot because I want everyone who reads this to read that instead of my stupid ramblings about it. Just know that it was at least equally if not more powerful than All The Pretty Horses. Those of you who know me know exactly what that means.

That's about it for now. I had more to say but I think my tea is ready. I'm very fond of spending the night in with a book, much to the dismay I'm sure of my friends who are home and bored. Like I said, Savage Detectives....

Oh and for those keeping score at home, the obsession with the nature cameras has officially ended.

Two things

One of my lessons threw up on the side of the pool today. That was fun.

My family is currently freaking out about a live video feed of an Eagle's nest. I don't really get it, since they've been doing this since noon.

UPDATE--They were watching this video feed when I woke up today. Just overheard: "OH THEY HAVE OTHER WILDLIFE CAMERAS". My living room now sounds like a zoo.

I haven't really had anything to write about here in a while

I've done much of my writing elsewhere, mostly by hand, which is very strange for me. I've broken my obsession with ink and gone back to using a pencil. I'm not sure why. Today was hands down one of the best in recent memory, and driving home from the pool listening to Grizzly Bear was as close to perfection as I think I can hope for. I'm feeling better about this summer than I was earlier this week. I actually swam today for the first time since probably January; it was at least the first time I've done any sort of workout since March. Maybe that will be my hobby this summer. God knows I need it.

I'm having trouble finishing Savage Detectives. Probably because I can feel how epic the end is going to be, and I'm not sure that I'm quite ready for it. I've been reading a lot of Levis and drinking tea and listening to Sun Kil Moon this week, all of which have been influenced by this perfect rainy day weather that we've been having. I honestly do not care that I've barely made a cent this summer, perhaps because I have plenty in savings, but also probably because its been very nice not working very hard yet, combined with my general lack of affinity for money.

That's really all for now, not that what I typed above amounts to much anyway. Maybe I've been using pencil because I want these thoughts to fade, or maybe its because it reminds me of a simpler time, and I've been walking backwards recently.

WHERE IS TRAIN

Squadallah!

Mah boi, this piece is what all true warriors strive for. 

I just wonder what Ganon's up to.