Green Jello Hotdish

Whoever ordered this 90+ degree weather, return it. Do it now. Without further delay. Third miserable night in a row last night; I can’t sleep through a whole night without waking up because I’m drowning in my own sweat.

Last night got to hang out with one of my roommates. We drove up to Racine for no real purpose other than the opportunity to waste gas in a cool air conditioned vehicle. Chatted about work, stupid people, life in general. She challenged me to read more, which is something I’ve wanted to do, but I don’t get a lot of time to do. It’s also hard to keep my attention in writing. The editor in me wants to scream at any misplaced or misused word, phrase, punctuation, etc.

I don’t read a lot of fiction, and I have a low tolerance for creative writing. My favorite book is The New York Times with the Chicago Tribune and Minneapolis Star Tribune as runners-up. I consider it a good day if I get a chance to read updates from The Times or the Toronto Star. I subscribe to 25+ newsgroups, 40 blogs and countless listservs are delivered to my inbox.

But, I want to read more and I’m going to do it for my roommate. I’ve developed a list of books I want to read here, so buy them for me if you’re so inclined. (Shameless plug for gifts!)