I’ve been reading quite a bit lately.  This can become problematic for me, as I tend to start wanting to do nothing more than read.  I finished Pride & Prejudice last weekend and am now as in love with Mr. Darcy as every other woman in the world.  He is, I believe, the most desired literary male character ever.  It makes me want to write an essay on why he’s so great, but I suspect that’s been done.  So maybe I just want to read such essays to pinpoint what it is that makes him so sexy in all his reserved social awkwardness.

Because I was not quite ready to be done with Pride & Prejudice yet, I went searching on amazon through the half-million P&P sequels and such, and settled on this one, based on the user reviews.  It’s the first in a trilogy retelling P&P from Darcy’s point-of-view.  I liked it enough to order the other two, though some of the stuff, especially towards the end when Darcy is in London, is over the top (i.e. besting Brummell with his cravat tying).  Mr. Darcy needs no such embellishment.

So that’s what I did during the day yesterday.  Then, in the evening I went to see this guy play.  If I were to count up the shows I’ve been to since I moved here, they would probably be equal parts Cory Branan, Lucero, and Chris Milam.  Apparently I like the Memphis boys.  So, yes.  I’ve seen Mr. Milam several times now, usually acoustic sets.  I’m very much a fan.  That being said, I was really really impressed with last night’s show.  Coming off a week in the studio recording a new EP that comes out in September, Chris played a set with the full band and they pretty much rocked.  I am really absurdly excited to hear the new EP.

Now, Cricket was supposed to join me in my evening out, but despite trying up until crunch time, she could not get her shift covered at the restaurant and ended up having to work.  And you know what I love doing?  Going to shows alone.  Not at all awkward!  Luckily for me, there were some very charming gentlemen there of my acquaintance who were kind enough to socially babysit me for the evening.  While I always feel vaguely guilty and awkward by such social-crashing, I cannot say that I regret the company.

After the show, I went to pick up Miss Sparkle and Crics at the restaurant, as I generally do on Saturday nights.  Then we sat on the porch and talked until the wee hours of the morning, as we do on pretty much a weekly basis.

Today Cricket and I ran errands/went shopping, which included stopping and a used book store and finding many treasures among the free book bins.  We are fairly ridiculous sometimes, but at least we amuse ourselves.

Now if only tomorrow weren’t Monday.  *sighs*