quiet

I got this very diplomatic comment the other day that said, "Nice site--now you just need some more words." No joke -- that's the understatement of the week.

I drove C to Dallas on Friday to catch her plane back to Romania. She'll be gone for fifteen months, which feels vaguely like forever. On one hand, it's nice that the house is quiet lately -- my inner introvert digs that. On the other hand... the house is really quiet.

My plan is to keep myself busy this summer. I'm having a hard time imagining all fifteen months, so I'm just taking it one season at a time. Part of keeping myself busy involves indulging myself in a little spending spree. I invested in the camera of my dreams last week and am learning all its little quirks and features. I've been planning to buy it for quite a while, though I sped up the timeline a bit. Tomorrow (today, actually) is Memorial Day, and the end of my four-day weekend. It'll be hot and sunny, and I'm thinking of taking the camera to Taniguchi to put it through its paces.