today was decidedly lovely too. I woke up Earl and had scrambled eggs and salmon for breakfast, and then dandered around like a fool for a long while, as I was waiting for the others together shot together so that we could go shopping. we had quite a brisk walk up to the town and I went Ito this strang shop called Ruther Cottage. it turns out I have a new favorite shop in the world. they had the most amazing Tony Bianco cream pumps and Vuitton travel trunks that I could have been happily buried in. fortunately it all cost a fortune so I didn't buy anything. actually hold on I bought some textured fluer d'elise black and white wrapping paper and one with silver roses too. but I am most certainly going to go there every chance I ever get. we had chai lattes at Cockles On North and discussed something but I left half way through to go to little bird and get my copy of Catcher in the Rye back. they still had it, which was good, and I also found out that they ar moving to glenelg because the owners children go to school in seacliff and she can't be bothered sob the traveling every day. I got a little distracted and ended up buying Miriam a birthday present too. you know when you make a shape with your hands and if you put it up against a light the shadow willl look like a dog? igot her a little cream t-shirt with the hand and th shadow behind I printed on it. and hen a little card with the outline of a deer that said hello dear on the front. it was all rather adorable. and hen I went to St. Nudes thrift store and bought some of the little old ladies hand made jam ( which reminds me we have a crabapple tree at home that we should make some jam from).
anyway I left St. Nudes fairly speedily because I don't like the smell and I went past Vincents Coffee Shop and bought Bec some new red and blue and cream teatowels because the ones she has now leave little bits of lint on the dishes. I stopped by The Old garage Emporium as well, which is a shop that I really did like a lot and I found hat it contains nothing of much interest anymore which was saddening. after that disappointing venture I dandered home to the sound of Rage Against the Machine and played terrible games on my iPhone unt about three, when I fell asleep. mum decided to wake me up to ask if we wanted to go see Arthur tonight which apprently we do, so we're leaving for that in about and hours. I am about half way through catcher in the Rye now and I just remembered how much I loved it. Auckley and his mossy teeth piss me off so much, and the sonuvabitch is a fictional character :/
I do love how Sallinger wrote it though. imperfect in a manner that suits Holdens personality so perfectly. contradictory I know hit what are you going to do. tonight I am going to go down onto the beach and write some more observations. god if I had the motivation I would write a whole goddamn book.