i spent sunday afternoon reading half of tfios at the bookstore. i didn’t get to finish just yet, since we had to go and i can’t pick up my copy from the bookstore i need to order it from until the 24th, but in 128 pages i was completely stunned by how incredible it was. no offense to john’s other books, but this one is the best he’s ever written, as far as i can tell. laughed. cried. but most of all, i just kept thinking, oh my god, i didn’t know other people had these kinds of thoughts. i’m going to have to resist the urge to just prostrate myself on the floor before him next week and worship him.
i have a habit of losing things- not losing-losing, but the kind of losing where it’s right in front of your face and you still can’t see the damn thing. my little sister has a new habit of wrapping these things up nicely in paper and glue and writing “to faith, from hope” on it. i can’t stand her, but i love that kid so much.
i invented a recipe for pasta last week that almost made me die when i took the first bite, it was so good. well, i thought it was, the rest of my family liked it but they weren’t having to fight the desire to compose ballads about their plateful. i stole some mint/almond/lemon pesto from a recipe my mom was making, stir-fried tomatoes and green bell peppers in olive oil and garlic, mixed it all into a pot of pasta, and then put a solid cup of feta cheese on it while it was still hot so it got all melty and i am salivating just remembering it now. i will probably never be able to replicate it again, though, because i just dump random amount of things together until it tastes just right, and then i try too hard the next time to make it exactlythesame.
i’m up to three cups of earl grey tea/unsweetened vanilla almond milk/honey a day now. i told myself i’d stick to one a day so i don’t bored with it. i haven’t.
my hair is red again. i was going to let it go natural for the first time in two years, but i missed it so much i couldn’t resist.
I have to pick mine up on the 24th too, maybe I’ll see you :). I just got your letter today and cried. I guess I shouldn’t read letters on the bus anymore. I want to respond but am not sure what to put in it, will your parents read what I send? Oh and I wanted to let you know the John Green event is not actually AT Changing Hands even though they are hosting it, its in downtown at 7 pm, 1202 W Thomas Rd, Phoenix 85013. Anyways I miss you, love you <3
yeah :) awh that wasn’t the goal xD can’t wait to get your letter, I wanna hear everything going on in your life (and you know, update me on everyone else, too.) I’m pretty sure I’m going to see you on the 25th, I think my dad’s willing to drive me. Miss you too, love <3
that reminds me of making carrot cake with you. i was like, “okay, so now the recipe says X amount of cinnamon.” and you were like *puts in 4X amount of cinnamon*
I always at LEAST double the spices in any given recipe. But in general I just assume no one understands what my mouth finds attractive and therefore I should completely improvise whenever possible.
(By the way, I made carrot cake in honor of Erin’s birthday and ate one for each of you.)
Did you get my letter Fe’ ? Are you coming tomorrow? -Elv.