Wednesday, July 06, 2005

So, I just had a dream about visiting Mary Louise and Mark in Waco. MLB (I love that I can still call her that!) was telling me about her history of infatuation with him while we were walking around a mall. But as she went to buy herself a chocolate concoction from a store, I realized that I did not bring my purse. Then, as I looked down at myself, I realized I was wearing a leotard from my drill team years. I was so embarrassed, I asked MLB to buy me a bus ticket back to my house. And then I got lost on the bus system of Waco, Texas, with Faith Schorre, her mother, and Yael Adef as fellow passengers.

Needless to say, I woke up a bit chagrined this morning. How silly - buses are not that complicated, especially in a small town. And why would I want to squeeze myself into a spandex outfit? I rejoiced the day that I didn't have to wear another. Craaaaaaaaazy.

By the way, Prodigal Summer by Barbara Kingsolver is another fabulous book that I'm recommending. I whipped through this 441 page behemoth in hours. Set in the Appalachian Mountains, Prodigal Summer addresses issues of desire, ecology, and family. I'd venture to say that this book works a lot better than her previously acclaimed novel, The Poisonwood Bible. I especially enjoyed the sections concerning Lena, a gal from Knoxville transplanted in the backwoods.

Now, I must finish Middlemarch by George Eliot. This one's a stinker. But I'm debating whether or not I should take the Literature GRE, so I need to be prepared in either case.