terribly impractical for my triple digit summers here with the patent leather and thick scarf. in fact, the necklace and rings would even be too stuffy, not to mention the makeup
 
trying desperately to find some Thompson-esque summer activities, but so far just inconveniently scheduled classes and work hours, dead car batteries, and crumbling copies of Gravity's Rainbow or any other literary convention breaker I've tried to read lately.
 
must. become. more. exciting.
 
anyone got a Harley and bottle of Jack Daniels they want to loan me?