My birthday month has arrived, just as autumn has. I've enjoyed the long, long summer that graced Iowa these past few months, but I am glad for the cold. I mean, I hate being cold, but the fruit flies in my apartment are driving me nuts. Every time I think they're all gone, another wave will appear. Mysteriously, they usually greet me from my bathroom mirror. Their tiny bodies litter the shelf under my lamp in the living room. Do I ever see them in the kitchen, though? Maybe they've forgotten they're fruit flies.
Anyway. I told myself I would blog every day in October, and then I had a bad few days, and now the two things I meant to have ready today are not actually written. Things I like to talk about: movies that I aspire to watch, TV that I plan to devour, music that continues to soothe. And food. And life.
October. Crossing my fingers for a good one.
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