Le sigh

I had a nice impromptu visit with Neesh on Wednesday. We met up for a late lunch and on a whim we went to Moses and saw Freaky Friday. It was really cute. And funny. Afterward I followed her to Katie's house and we all watched the first 12 minutes of The Ring. I say watched, but what I really mean is that Neesh and I watched while Katie bravely covered her eyes and listened. I'd already seen it, so I was testing my bravery. I would have had to drive home in the very dark by myself. Not fun. But I figured that I'm moving off to college in a month so I better get over a few things. But before it even started I began having second thoughts. So we watched the first 12 minutes and then Katie's parents got home so we stopped. Yea! Instead we stayed there until 11 and sat around talking with her family. It was fun. Go talking!

Yesterday I finished reading The Da Vinci Code. Really enjoyed it. One or two of the twists near the end of the book almost felt anti-climactic to me. I'm not really sure why. The last two twists worked really well though. I wonder how much of the "facts" were actual fact? Hmm. There was some very interesting stuff there. Has certainly caught my interest. I am now reading The Lovely Bones by Alice Sebold. It has got to have the most interesting beginning to a book I have ever read. It's very good so far, but also upsetting to read. It is about a fourteen year old girl who has been murdered and her exploration of her heaven as well as her views of what is happening in life.

My name was Salmon, like the fish; first name, Susie. I was fourteen when I was murdered on December 6, 1973.
-Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones

I haven't really written anything substantial for awhile, but why is it that inspiration seems to come in the middle of the night?? Are things just more interesting than? Is there just more of a "what if" about the world when it is dark than when it is light? Or does my brain just like to keep me up at all hours of the night?

haha

Dad ran over his cell phone with a nine ton tractor. I am beyond amused. He was, obviously, not wearing it at the time. Apparently he got off the tractor and when he got back on it slipped off of his belt. When he was getting back off he saw a phone in the dirt and wondered how long it had been there. He picked it up and realized it was his. He says that everything on it worked except for the screen. Now he has a new one.

Hopefully it won't be run over by any farm equipment.