nickelmountain

Another beautiful day in Chicago. It was a snowy/sleety freezing mess yesterday, and it wasn't exactly warm today, but the sun made all the difference. We took the bus out of our neighborhood to this little vegan cafe, and then walked around checking out record stores. I paid fifty cents for a vinyl copy of Lionel Richie's Can't Slow Down, which includes "All Night Long" and "Hello", and a dollar for a Love and Rockets button. (The Hernandez bros. comic, not the band.)

We both go back to work tomorrow. I know employment is not to be taken for granted, but still.

I've had Austin on my mind all day. We're going back in May for a friend's wedding, and I've found myself really looking forward to it. Chicago is the place for us for a multitude of reasons, not the least of which being that I still don't have a driver's license, but there's something special about central Texas. Things that annoyed me while I lived there seem endearing now.

Plus, I hear the Whole Foods on Lamar sells vegan donuts now.

Also, I think I'm being stalked by a plot bunny. I've had this idea for awhile now, and I've mostly just ignored it. I'm a reader, not a writer. It's been something over eight years since I finished writing any piece of fiction. A few false starts, no endings.

I don't know. We'll see. I make no promises. At this point, I'm just looking forward to recording my next podfic.