Much too hot

No, I'm not referring to Tom Felton. It's very warm and muggy here in southern Kentucky. It's 69.5°F at 1:30 in the morning. The full moon was a pale golden color when I looked out my window . And I should be in bed asleep, but I'm not. I'm sitting in front of my fan, with my computer on, listening to MP3s and chatting on instant messenger with a couple of my friends. One of them, Emily, is really mad at her crush, but it isn't like we didn't tell her.
I don't have a boyfriend at the moment. Most of the boys I know are so immature. It's really sad.

I have been reading tonight. I'm almost through Pride and Prejudice. It is so good! I love it when Lizzy realizes that Darcy -- well, I'd better not tell you, in case you haven't read it yet.

I'm sitting here in a cool organic t-shirt I got from Lorilei. See?



I love the way it feels, so soft and light. And I especially love that it's organic cotton, made by American Apparel.
It is really nice to wear around the house, with a pair of shorts. I don't have to be afraid David will sneak in and take a digital picture of me in something really embarrassing. The last time he tried that, I had to hurt the boy, as much as I despise violence against children.

I'm going to be visiting the horses this weekend, I think, and I'm really pumped about that. Lorilei and I both love horses, and she wanted some pictures of me with them. I'll tell you all about it soon.

I hear a noise outside my door. It had better not be the boy. You'd think he would learn. Hope I don't have to do anything too harmful to him.

'Night ~
P.L.