last tuesday i began watching the drama that is known as downton abbey.
why did no one tell me of this before? i mean, i’d heard of it, but no one told me it was so good. i watched seasons one & two and the first episode of season 3 in two days and i am going through withdrawal.
also, i’ve decided i want to marry branson.
that is all.
i also caught up on once upon a time, am in the process of catching up on pretty little liars, and am contemplating the idea of starting revenge. talk to me about revenge: worth it? not? it sounds like a grown-up, high-class version of pretty little liars.
maybe i should catch up on my usa shows instead.
that’s probably a better idea since most of them will be coming back in february-ish anyway.
ehhh. i’ll probably just read a book.
speaking of books, it may well come as a shock that:
one | i have begun, and actually like, reading on that application known as kindle for iphone
two | i feel strange reading actual books now that i have become addicted to said application
it feels really weird to be reading books on my phone. especially considering there is still a phone in my house that is older than me, attached to the wall, and still has a stretch cord connecting the earpiece to the base. that is a phone, and its only purpose is to talk to people. and yet i’m holding a phone in my hand on which i can not only accomplish the obvious purpose of a phone but also read, catch up on my tv shows, check my various social media sites, get directions, shop, and pay for my starbucks.
hold the phone a minute. (pun intended.)
apparently i am not the only person to discover the magic that is the starbucks app and which allows you, after registering a gift card, to pay with your phone. you read that correctly. you can pay for your coffee with. your. phone.
that is all.
for real this time.