Sunshine and Summertime

Actually. . .not so much sun, and definitely doesn't feel much like summer at this particular moment.

Just biding my time until I jet off to NYC. THings are falling into place so nicely now. My mother asked me, when I went home, whether this kind of feels like it was destined to be--that something which once seemed to difficult is now falling into place so nicely. My response to her:

THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS DESTINY!!!

Which I firmly believe, although I'll admit that at times like this, it does seem like life is a big puzzle. But that's a frightening thought, because it means the picture is already decided. One thing I would like to point out, however: as a human with very little patience, when completing puzzles I sometimes get frustrated. And you know what: it is possible to fit the wrong pieces into holes, and when they don't fit, you can always cut off corners. Yes, I have done this. So even if there is a "right path of life" I would just like to point out that one doesn't have to take it. Sure, the picture might not be as pretty in the end, but it's just as complete for all of that.

Thank you.

On a completely different note, Lost had an AMAZING season finale last night, though I was able to predict a large portion of it--mildly disappointing in that aspect, but incredibly engaging and risky, proving yet again that for all its faults, it is still far and away the most ambitious television programming available to view at this point in time. Plus. . . Sawyer is really freaking hot.

Much writing has been going, and the witch story is quickly reaching epic proportions. Which, yes, is kind of tragic in its own way.

The twins graduated from high school. This frightens me. More frightening: Brian is going to Japan. Brian, the most uncultured, disrespectful, foreign country-hating person that I know. Woe upon all of the little Asians--I pity them.

And. . .Pirates came out yesterday. Perhaps I will go see it over the weekend. After all, nothing like a good sight of Johnny Depp to beat out the rainy day blues.

J