The Quest For The Perfect Hair Tie

Hey, wow, that actually sounds like a good title/idea for a fic...

Anyways, I concluded today that there is nothing so hard to find as your perfect hair tie. You know, the one that is just the right diameter, and that comes in the exact variety of colors you want, and that doesn't hurt when you put it in your hair, and that just is right for you. God it's hard to find.

But I found it! Ah yes, God bless CVS. (Actually, that's quite catchy too...God bless CVS...Probably too religious for a slogan though...)


I went to the library for the first time in months today. I love that place. I love just sitting on the floor in-between the high shelves and looking aimlessly through books. (Must remember to read Romeo.) And then people walk by and look at me like I'm crazy, and I ignore them because I am happy. Content.

I also enjoy just wandering through the shelves, stopping to look at random books because their title or thier author intrigues me. (Yes, I DO judge books by their covers. That's what a cover is there for. To be judged.)

But today I had a mission to find The Lovely Bones because I've wanted to read it since Freshman year. I have never opened a more fascinating and disturbing book in 18 years of life.

Then I turned around and on the shelf opposite me was Tolstoy. (Not the man, obviously, because he's dead and wouldn't have fit on the shelf anyways...But his books.) I am going to be studying Tolstoy and his writings in my very first semester of college. He likes to write looooooong books. He wrote War and Peace which may be the longest book ever written. (Not kidding or exaggerating.)

So I read the first page of Anna Karenina and quite frankly I wanted to read the rest of the book too. (This is a good sign.) See what Sirius and all those Fanfic authors find so intrguing about it. But we'll save that for college.

And I owe the library $3.80. Not quite sure how that happened.

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