Got a wedding gown yesterday, and the priest today. And had ideas for two novels today (but those are only listed in a notebook that’s stashed away, and I’m not telling).

• Church
• Reception hall
• Wedding Dress
• Priest

The list is becoming more substantial.

The church and reception hall are secured for Saturday, July 31st. All that remains is the priest. And the months in-between February and July.

Brianna Brash-Nyberg has some great poems in the inaugural issue of The New Pantagrual. Go read.

Brent Bechtel also has his first chapbook available, as well as a collection of his old poetry. Available for download, and available in paperback. I’m admittedly partial to his older poems, but I’m pretty sure that’s just a sentimental shortcoming on my part.

Mum: While in Orlando, we went to the Holy Land. Your grandpa said ‘One cheap way to get to the Holy Land. You don’t have to do all that travel!’

I’m still trying to wipe the spooked look off my face. Hyperreality.

The date is the twenty-fourth of July of this year.

My last semester starts on the twentieth of January. Senior seminar on D.H. Lawrence; Latin I; Latin II.