Purpose, as in "Is her name Purpose?"

Avenue Q reference. Poignant.

The story I told previously had a poor ending. Sadly it was like one of those books that is a little torn and tattered around the edges and looks like it has been beaten up a little, but still in good shape waiting for its next reader. The first half or so is so good it sucks you in to the point that you don't want to (or can't) put it down. Then you get to the final chapter and you are left wondering what the hell you just read. Perhaps that's why I don't read many books. They're easier to admire from afar where you can't see inside of them and know just how lousy the writing really is.

Moving on, I'm going to have to have knee surgery but I am putting it off as long as possible. I can function pretty well when unexpected events come up, but I was not at all prepared for this and I am in no way prepared to be off work for an extended amount of time with a bum knee and on crutches. While it hurts to walk, and by the end of the day I can barely put any weight on it at all, it is still the better option at this point. Besides the fact that, apparently, my uterus is finally rebelling against me and going to need to be removed as well. Too bad I can't get a two for one option and have them done at the same time.

My registration and payment for MLA went out today. Hooray! I hope it is a good meeting. I'm excited to go catch up with everyone. Networking, you know? I'm hoping to find out who else will be going to Woods Hole in September. I only know one other person, so that leaves 28 more!

Beachwood tonight. Returns and purchases at Sephora. Maybe some shoes from somewhere else. Maybe.