Aridity

I've decided that 'aridity' is the word for today. Doesn't it seem to fit? Sure it's humid outside but whatever.

Today I've read many dozens of pages of The Island of the Day Before. Regular readers may recall that I've had this book for months and months. I have an excuse for my slowness: I haven't been reading much lately, haven't finished a magazine cover to cover, while I used to be a two-books-a-week kind of girl. I have begun to read more again.But I have a headache now and I'm going to read the Pottery Barn catalog instead. I'm going from, "Oh, god, what the hell is he talking about?", to "Oh, god, I really want that couch."