while I'm home, I hope to spend significantly more time in the kitchen and at the piano than with this keyboard in my lap. there are also mountain sunrises to soak in, ice-skating rinks to visit, a few snowy hills to sled down, sushi to enjoy, and games to play with old friends and family. I trust the internet won't miss me much.
I also have this stack of proofs to get through, little by little. reading is another thing that makes me very happy--but reading with a red pencil in my hand is even better.
someday soon, I need to blog about this beautiful thing I acquired as a white elephant gift. friend Sam (who keeps quite a nice blog himself) rescued it from a thrift store and gave it to me at our cohort pre-Christmas turkey dinner last week.
a typewriter, especially an electric one like this with no ribbon, is a fairly useless thing to own, but goodness isn't its clean archaic plastic shape just lovely? I'll spend a whole post gushing about it one of these days. (note to self: this is what the sound of your typewriter reminds you of.)
maybe it's just the soft, fuzzy wake of a very rigorous semester, but I find myself lately in the throes of a wonderfully indescribable and unwreckably good mood. let it last. let it spread. make the last ten days of the year everything happy.