Angela Belle Attempts Contemplation

For no particular reason at all, it's one of those tired days. Not sleepy, just sort of mentally-physically-emotionally exhausted. Today was a bad day for this non-soporific tiredness, as my fam and I were cleaning and organizing our cellar and garage (UGHs). Those of you who have visited Spring City may know what a dismally dank task that was--especially on a cold rain-on-and-off-again day. So I slugged through it, trying to refute my parents' belief that my work ethic is less than lustrous. But enough about that! The job is done, much to my relief. I am writing a fairy tale at the moment for my german class. It's been fun to revisit the predecessor of the novel, predecessor both in literature's history and my own personal reading. (Unless novels really did precede stories, in which case I am publicly -and therefore shamefully- erroneous). But enough of that. I really should get back to my work... I leave for J-town in 28 days! Holy Canoli.