Reading: Lost and Found, by Carolyn Parkhurst. SO much fun. It's a novel based on an Amazing Race-type reality show, and it's like a long, extended, interior version of my favorite reality TV. It's not literary fiction, but it's literate fiction. I love her language, and I'm caught by the characters. Brain candy, but more like a banana than a doughnut.
Listening: "Hate on Me" Jill Scott. Get thee over to iTunes now and take a listen. I really like the whole album, love certain songs, but LOVE that one. I dance in the car every single time, and I'm not that big a car-dancer.
Doing: Going tonight to San Francisco with sisters and friends to the Nanowrimo party (OH YEAH!), and then to Union Square to see the tree, and then to the Top of the Mark for a holiday drink (the last two are my sister Bethany's traditions, and I'm so glad I'm off work tonight and get to go).
Also doing: NOTHING for three days. I'm off for the next three days, long, beautiful days in which I have NOTHING planned. No writing! (Although I can if I want. But no pressure.) Lala's coming home from Buddha camp tomorrow night, after being away 11 days, and I'M SO READY FOR THAT. I miss her AND I need help with the menagerie. Eight animals. Six different feeding areas. No joke. It takes time, friends. I should learn a language on tape while I feed animals.
I'm off work in 15 minutes! Weekend! Hoooray!