Tonight, I am well and good exhausted. Why is it that plans all happen right around the same time as one another? For weeks, I grow lonesome in the world, with everyone being unavailable or uninterested in doing anything together, and my having loads of free time. And then, the one week that I am suddenly booked for work, so many things happen, and people reach out wanting to do things. Of course, I want to go do those things with those people, and so, even though I don’t do them all, the ones I do do are totally exhausting after the already booked work schedule of the week.
Also, I love this scene from “Clueless”, a movie based on Emma, a novel by Jane Austen. We talked about it tonight while having more cobbler and ice cream back at the house, after midnight, and after we’d already gone to a play-plex to be semi-children for the celebration of our birthdays.