it's a beautiful day outside and i have barely moved from the couch. i spoke to my sister on the phone for a few hours this morning which was really nice. since then i've been reading candace bushnell's old sex and the city articles, watching sex and the city and eating frozen mango. oh and i had a nap - which is a key sign that i am sick/recovering from being seriously sick because i NEVER nap. i couldn't even if i wanted to (and trust me i'd want to).
it's such a beautiful day though i can hardly believe it. blue skies, a few dotted clouds, sunny, warm. no grey in sight. what is this place and what happened to london? watching sex and the city makes me wonder what would have happened if i was in new york instead of london? it wouldn't really have been feasible but i think i would have liked it more. new york is a "real city". london is too but it is really like 50 different little villages that together form something resembling a city.
my sister makes me laugh so much. she told me about how her goal was to try and get back into reading this year. she forced herself to read two books (which she hated) in the summer holidays. then after that she made a goodreads and it asked her reading goal - she wanted to put in three books but knew she had already read two, so decided to put in five. once she has read five she ain't reading anymore! i just made a goodreads to add her actually. she is a funny little bean. i love her very much. even though growing up we all hated each other i am so lucky to have such great sisters.
in other news i am thinking about... quitting alcohol? quitting getting drunk? forever? i'm obviously not going to do anything outrageous for a long long time. i think i just really need to chill out for a while, while i recover from this damn pneumonia. but i've been re-evaluating alcohol's role in my life for a while, and i never thought i'd say it but i want it/need it/whatever less and less. i hate hangovers. there are about a billion calories in alcohol and i do not have ttime for that. i don't even drink that much anyway anymore. i generally have to think about NOT getting too fucked up. it's like, why am i doing this again?
i'm in a much better headspace than i was the other day (no shit) but i am so g.d. tired!!!!! i think clarithromycin has made me feel really sleepy in the past so it's probably a bit of that too. but damn... yeah i am tired.