Let's Get Some Shoes

Three weeks until I leave New York. Three measly weeks. I've had three nightmares the past few nights about readjusting to Provo life. Bonafide, genuine nightmares, the kind where I wake up short of breath and scared for my life. One of them involves driving from Provo to Salt Lake, and I keep driving and driving, and when I finally get to Salt Lake it's still Provo.

Tonight I went to Bryant Park for the movie in the park. It was "To Sir, With Love." I haven't seen that film since Mr. Dewes' media class senior year. I was alone, but not really alone. I love being alone! There were these two dude-bros sitting behind me who kept saying, "Yeah dude, Audrey Hepburn is in this." They kept talking about Audrey Hepburn! I didn't have the heart to tell them she wasn't in that film. About a fourth of the way through the film, one said to the other, "Dude, if Audrey Hepburn isn't in the next scene, I'm leaving." Sure enough, she wasn't in the next scene. Sure enough, they left.

Today was a long day. I produced a lot of stories today (which means I coded them up for the pcmag website). I think six in all. It's pretty mind-numbing work. I'm still dead.

Syracuse was fun!! Palmyra was fun!!! I went to the Sacred Grove, to Joseph Smith's house, to the Palmyra temple, and to the Hill Cumorah pageant.

I am reading The Watchmen right now. It's a graphic novel. I really love it. Also, I'm earning lots of street cred at work for reading a graphic novel.

I want to write more, but I'd rather go to bed.