Hello

I don't know how to describe my lack of blogging activity without making it sound as though I'm insulting the people who actually do blog/are on Twitter, so I won't. However, I will say that I am not, for the most part, against bloggers and such; I've just found fewer and fewer reasons for me to be writing. That having been said, here we go.

It took a little longer than I would have liked, but I've finally started my first book of the summer: The Stand by Stephen King (recommended by Claire). I will probably be asking for recommendations from everyone because I honestly have no idea where to start when it comes to finding a book to read. Hopefully that will change within the next few months.

I finally made it to the Met today (I'd never been before), but I didn't go in because it was a beautiful day out and Claire and I were entranced by a quintet (4 vocals, 1 upright-bassist) performing out front. In conclusion, I have yet to go inside of a New York museum. However, it did make me wish I were in some sort of an a Capella Motown barbershop quartet.

Finally, to all of the other 5 readers of this blog (that's honestly the number of people I imagine are still reading this), yes, I am legitimately upset about Michael Jackson's death. When I heard the news, it wasn't a matter of whether I cared or not. For me, it was a matter of why I felt as cared as I did; the feeling I got when his death was finally confirmed was something that I couldn't reason out at all. I'm still trying to figure out exactly why I feel so affected by it. I wanted to write about it, but I figure the only thing people want to hear about less than his death is people writing about his death. To be honest though, I think I'm still going to. If anything, it's to make me feel better about it.

-Mai