I could write about a lot of things right now, but I'm going to write about Juliet Naked, the newest Nick Hornby book. I got it a week or so ago, but didn't get around to reading it until I had a long train ride to SF for the Treasure Island Music Festival (which was amazing, by the way). Since then, I've had a difficult time putting it down (or alloting as much time to it as a law student can allot to a non-law book).

Anyway, as you might have noticed, I fell way off track with that 50 books in a year thing. I mean, I got through a couple of other ones since the last one I posted about, but the momentum from earlier in the year has been missing. Part of this is because I now watch TV while I work out and that was my primary reading time. It was a good run, however, and I think it did get me to branch out to read a lot of books that I might not have read otherwise.

Anyway, I really enjoyed the book. I think it might float somewhere between A Long Way Down and About a Boy, if I had to rank it.

My problem is that the book just kind of stopped and left us with an ambiguous ending. I don't know anyone who's read it either, so it's going to drive me nuts until I find someone who's read it.

That's it. I'd go to bed now, but I have to wait for laundry to finish...And i told myself I'd start my IP outline today.

It's storming like crazy right now. This is good because we need the water. On the other hand, when I decided to try to take BART in, I took two steps before the umbrella broke by the wind and it took another minute before I was completely soaked. Like through all of the 4 shirts I was wearing today. Re-parked and made it to the station when I found out that I forgot the space number and could not pay for parking. I was frustrated by that time, so I decided to drive in until I ran into super traffic because of all the accidents and decided that if I was going to air conditioned classes all day in wet clothes, I'd probably catch something. I was also about to miss my first class. So I just went home and am now warm and will be studying for my midterm all day.

Also, interesting coincidence. I finally got around to emailing my KALSA 1L buddy. We totally went to UCI together and worked at TOP together. What a coincidence huh?

Bruce is going to town on one of my old flip flops. By that, I mean that he's been chewing on it of course. The strap's almost broken through so it's pretty much unwearable now, which is unfortunate because it's what I wear when I go outside in the backyard to play with him and no other shoes are around. I took it away from him. now he's sulking.

Anyway, I just got back from San Francisco. Late night. Went with Amanda and Dinah to see Rent play at the Curran. As in the worldwide tour with Adam Pascal and Anthony Rapp.



As cool as the thought of seeing Rent with THE Roger and Mark was, I also was kind of worried that they'd gotten too old for the roles. Not true. They were amazing. Much better live than in the movie too. The rest of the cast was phenomenal too. Rentheads are nuts, though. They went crazy over everything. Made for a fun experience.

I wanted to stay around the stage door to meet them. It was cold, super crowded, and we had to get back, we did not stay around. Sad.

They were amazing, though.

It was also really nice to see Amanda and Dinah again. I haven't seen Amanda in forever because she's been living the fun life in NY. I hadn't seen Dinah since we saw the Fleet Foxes last April. We were both home for the summer, so there was no excuse for that. It was fun hanging out.

I shall be listening to Rent on repeat for the next day or two, but next Sunday is TREASURE ISLAND, so I've got to start prepping for that :D