Three day weekend...
I was all ready to flee from a hurricane, but since it probably won't hit Charleston, what will I do with myself for three whole days?
Ass, meet couch. In my mailbox from Netflix: Chelsea Walls, The Triplets of Belleville, and The Doom Generation (which is supposed to be a piece of crap, but I'm going to watch it anyway).
Bargain shopping. It might be a good weekend for a thrift score. I can spend hours at the Goodwill, wishing that Charleston had some for-real thrift stores. Like Portland does. Or I could browse the Farmer's Market . They have good cheese.
Readin' & writin'. Besides the stack of magazines next to my bed, I could read the advance copy of Sabrina Ward Harrison's Messy Thrilling Life that I've been toting around for a month. Or I could write my column for the October issue. Of course, that's work.
If these are the hardest decisions I have to make, life is pretty sweet. Of course, I have three whole days, so I might just do it ALL. Woo hoo!
OK, next to that one, my favorite quote is: "You're like a life support system for a cock!"
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