Second Breakfast: "How Do I Love Thee?," Jeffrey R. Holland.
Nothing like some intense Elder Holland oratory in the morning.
Elevenses: Some sweet singing from the BYU auditioned choirs.
"Ain't no grave can hold my body down."
Luncheon: Two white chocolate-macadamia nut cookies.
I mean, why else would you go to Subway?
Afternoon tea: Getting offered a job while on my way to declaring my editing minor.
Editing scares me. And now I'm officially minoring in it.
Dinner: Fruit snacks, a nap in the library, and The Stranger.
Winner of the Nobel Peace Prize in Literature.
I promise to read the whole thing this time. Third time's a charm.
Supper: Pork pot stickers and rice.
This picture has delusions of grandeur. Mine were from the freezer.
Pippin: He knows about them, doesn't he?
Merry: I wouldn't count on it.