i have a standing rule in my house not turn on the air conditioning until the thermostat read at 85 degrees. right now it says it is 83 degrees. it is freaking hot in my house.
i went to the farmers market for the first time all summer. prior to today, i was either not in town , or it was raining, so this was the first chance i had. i bought a watermelon. a huge watermelon. the ride home on my bicycle was interesting. i'm glad i had a basket for it. cutting it was an adventure, and forced me to exert a little more energy that this current heat calls for. but the results have been rewarding.
i finished reading another book. it was good. murakami is definitely one of my favorite authors. i have no idea what i'm going to read next. i tried starting a book called fast eddie, king of the bees... but it was either really boring, or the heat really got to me because i ended up taking a two hour accidental nap.
i'm turning 21 in a few days... it feels too old i think. a few months ago when i heard my sister say she was 23, it felt so far away... but i feel like, once i hit 21, it won't feel as far away... that is a little unnerving... i guess 21 is really the last birthday that you really feel excited about. the rest of the rest of the milestone birthdays from here on out are only good for other people to make you feel bad about getting old.
i think the heat is making me more cynical than usual... sorry.
