So I've been reading A Room With a View. Again. And all I have to say is... will you take me to Italy? Please? Pretty please? Florence, thanks.
And speaking of British things (inadvertently), I watched Lady Jane the other day. What the hell happened to Cary Elwes? The poor man did not age well.
I loved this. Like beyond words. Kristin Chenoweth was great on the show, but seriously. Amber Riley. My god.
I've recently begun to realize an obsession that I have for bookcases. Like, when I get an apartment they will be everywhere. Ideally, they'd be built-in, but I'm open.
I went rowing today and my arms hurt. They will probably hurt more tomorrow. Also my lips have been incredibly chapped for like a week. And the palms of my hands and feet have been extra dry.
I'm going to tutor a teenager tomorrow. Like an athlete at Mater Dei. In chemistry. And english. Pray for me.