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I have been ridiculously social this summer. And yes, ridiculous is the correct term to describe it.

After weeks of rushing from one engagement to the next (to be honest, loving all of them), I had a social breakdown where I went on a double date and was the most awful creature imaginable. No really-- hardly talked to my date, let alone the other couple. It was mortifying, watching myself ooze through the night, a blob of social unacceptability.

So after running a marathon on Saturday morning, I (mostly) took the the weekend off and shut myself up with two books, which I read cover to cover in a few different baths. This might have also been because I was unable to walk, but either way, it was much needed.

...I started this post because I wanted to talk about Super 8 but instead...just talked about myself. I guess I can sum up Super 8 with a few words:

Go. See. It.

Honestly. You like Goonies? Now and Then? ET? Okay, I hate ET but hate/love ET, you'll like this movie. I screamed. I laughed (so much). I cried.

Oh and just FYI, this is the rest of my week schedule:
T: D&D, dinner, Midnight in Paris
W: Strawberry Days Rodeo
Th: Leave for a roadtrip to Seattle for the rest of the weekend

The socialite is back.