How excellent.
I spent nine week, five days a week, for 8.5 hours in an office doing random shinanigans. And today is my last day.
I had some hella good tempura at some small store that only sits 12 people called Ten-Asa and now I feel like a beached whale. No, that's a lie. I don't quite feel like that, but close enough, I suppose. Nonetheless, I'm full, sleepy, just finished another book, and it is officially 1:30 pm, which means really, in four hours, I will be outta here.
That also means that in less than a week, I will be back in California.
My gosh, this summer went by quickly.
Speaking of quick summers, I think it's about time to update ye ol' reading list again.
(sorry, I'm feeling rather British right now on the account that I've just finished a book written by a Brit)
Ze Ol' Reading List
One Hundred Years of Solitude by Gabriel Garcia MarquezA New Earth by Eckharte TolleChasing Harry Winston by Lauren WeisbergerThe Path of Love by Deepak ChopraTipping Point by Malcolm GladwellThree Cups of Tea by Greg Mortenson and David Olivier RelinFreakanomics by Steven D. Levitt and Stephen J. DubnerIf The Show Fits by Stephanie RoweMarriage By Design by Lynn MichaelsThe Teachings of Don Juanby Carlos CastanedaWhy Are All the Black Kids Sitting Together in the Cafeteria? by Beverly Daniel TatumBabyville by Jane Green
The once-i-get-back-to-stanford list
- One Hundred Demons by Lynda Barry
- The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao by Junot Diaz
- Drinking Coffee Elsewhere by ZZ Packer
And now I'm super, super sleepy.
But I should clean my desk.
Gah.
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