there beneath the blue suburban skies

the last time i went for lunch with quentin he said he was finally reading again, and even before he pulled the book out of this bag to show me which one it was i had a funny feeling it would be kiran desai's the inheritance of loss - simply because i was reading it. and it was, and i'm reading it now. i want to blog but my internet connection's been on and off the past few days and it's way past my bedtime now. i have driving tomorrow at eight so everything'll have to wait.

i just want to read la. haha.