Hospitals make me so, so sad. And emergency rooms even sadder.

My grandma had a stroke on Thursday. The grandma that I live with. It happened 15 minutes before I came home from my Nietzsche class, so I was able to take her to the emergency room, and sit with her for hours while they ran tests, and when they moved her to a room upstairs. S has been helping me take care of her since her return. My homework has long been neglected and I think we are all tired.

I love my home, Mother Earth.

Winter Reads.

What I am reading now: Too many to say.

Special remarks: First, In Defense of Food was one of the best books I have read, ever. Second, The Writing of the Disaster is probably the most beautifully written book I have read, ever.

Gotta get to the center. Gotta get to the concert.

Jenny Lewis opened, which was a) a nice surprise and b) reminiscent of NYC 4th of July two years ago, when she and Conor played in a park for free. She remains lovely, and he: darling. So, so darling. As many times as I have seen him play, this was the first time as Bright Eyes, thereby making my 18 year old self's dream come true(!) It was every bit as great as I imagined it would be, only happier. Who knew a Bright Eyes concert could be so happy? Not I. Not, I. I was strongly reminded of live music's power to endow energy. Somehow this is a big deal to me, because I'm not extroverted enough to get energy from other people all of the time. Only sometimes. Only close friends and small group times. Most of the other things that give me energy are the actual, physical things that are supposed to give energy, like eating and sleeping, bicycling.

I felt glad for days afterward.

The following things are in my car.

+Jug of water.
+Larabars.
+Flashlight.
+Bright yellow blanket.
+Kant commentaries.
+Two kites (Disney Princesses and Toy Story).
+Bathing suit/towel.
+Spark plugs.
+Air compressor.
+Crepe maker.
+(Frequently) a bike.

You know, all the necessities.

S finished putting my bike together last week.

And the quality of my life has gone up one hundred fold.