I have a spare ticket to Broken Embraces for Film4's Summer Screen at Somerset House. I thought I was going to be able to find somebody to go to London with, but being a loner and everything, well...

Not making any promises, but if anyone that wanted to go and can no longer find tickets, I'm probably going to end up giving my spare away. Oh and if anybody knows the best places to wander around alone in London, that would be great too.

And the Winner Is . . .

The votes have been tallied, the results are in, and we have a winner (two, actually). Congratulations to the newly elected user representatives to the LJ Advisory Board: from lj_election_en, it's kylecassidy, and from lj_election_ru, it's nekbke! You can see the full breakdown of results for lj_election_en here and for lj_election_ru here. Thanks to everyone for your participation.

Today has been so delightful and suburban. Woke up, mowed the lawn, worked out. Spent some time rolling coins (I've only worked my way through the quarters and am already up to $65...). Dropped by The Perch on my way to the grocery for a long break with Angie, sat and talked like two old women or two old friends. Spent an hour at the grocery store picking out peppers and berries. Now, back at home, trying to figure out what to do with my night. Enjoying this simplicity. My father and I get along so incredibly well. It's so easy just having the two of us and the dog, we sit down to three meals a day together. He grills burgers or chicken or pork loin, I cut up fruit and make a salad that only I eat. Today he brought crepes home for lunch and we sat and talked about the news.

I'll have more of a purpose in life soon, but I'm going to enjoy this as long as I can.

It's my last night living in Nashville.

Except it doesn't really count since I'll be in Brentwood for a month.
And I'm so glad to move to a house with legitimate air conditioning. It was so hot a couple of nights ago that I fell asleep with a bag of ice on my face. I'm excited to live in a really new house for the next year, where I don't have to deal with all the old house stuff that I did here. Can't wait can't wait.

Why do I feel like I have so few friends left in Nashville? Or in particular, so few friends from Vanderbilt left? I call people, they don't call me back. I find out about things I didn't get invited to. I honestly think there may only be two people from Vandy who I'll still be in legitimate contact with in a couple of years. (Anders and Patrick, you don't count. High school trumps.) I think we suffer from not being willing to call people back and have a legitimate conversation. I don't care if we're still facebooking in five years. I care if you'll call me back! No one will call me back.

All I would like to do for this final month is be healthy, cook, work out, bike, go to the pool, read, and go to a few good places in Nashville with a few good friends. The Belcourt, Foobar, maybe a final go at Sunset nachos?