maine

there's something really quixotic about getting up on a saturday and deciding you want to go to maine. we drove all of twenty minutes before we need starbucks, all of 2 minutes before we ate at applebees, and then no more than 30 seconds before sonic. a detour to the atlantic ocean had us battling with barnacles, seawead, and unimaginably tricky rocks, all of which might have eaten us. and then, we shopped.

i love jcrew.

and now, laundry calls my name. differential equations don't do themselves you know. and my roommate's little sister is going to bed, so i should be a good hostess and turn of the lights so she can sleep. goodnight world.