Oh, man. It is hot here today. I woke up at 8 am (admittedly not that early, but...) baking to death under my metal roof. Don't worry, I survived. And it only got more and more hot as the day went on. Dad, you would have really loved it, I'm sure.
I needed to clean the student bunkrooms before they get back here on Sunday, so today I designated vacuum day. And let me tell you, it was the sweatiest vacuuming I have ever done in my life. Finally I finished, and gave up the pretense of any more manual labor for the day. I am so spoiled. My next two weeks are going to be intense, though, so I feel okay about my afternoon of leisure. Anyway, I did lay outside in the sun and read, which was awesome. I am not tan, though. What is with that?
The book I was reading is called The Diving Bell and the Butterfly, and it is really good. Maybe everyone in America has heard of this book already, because the back of the book cover says that it has been "widely read and admired all around the world." And it turns out that there is a movie of it, too. But I just found it in the $5.00 book stack at The Warehouse, and thought it looked interesting. It's written by Jean-Dominique Bauby, who was at one time the editor of French Elle, and then had a massive stroke and was basically trapped inside his own body and wrote the book by blinking one eye and spelling words to an assistant. And so far, I really like it. A lot. I could tell you more about it when I am finished and ready to analyze, but I probably won't. It's not very long, though, if anyone wants to read it.
Anyway, I had a good day. Two more days, and then everyone comes back. Hmmm. Mixed feelings. But for now, I will enjoy my summer.
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