Finished Work and Fresh Off the Boat

This image is titled "Illa Zink bookkeeper at Conejos County Hospital", and I found it on Wikimedia Commons. The image features a woman with graying hair pulled into a bun and a pair of half-rimmed glasses. She is looking at papers to her left, and she has her hands poised to type on a typewriter. I chose this photo because I spent some time today typing up my handwritten drafts.

Hello!

I started my day today by waking up just over an hour and a half later than I had intended. Awake Lydia is determined to get their sleep schedule back on track, but Asleep Lydia is defiant and insistent on sleeping through any and all alarms.

After eating breakfast, taking out the trash, and taking my dog on a short walk, I began the task of finishing up my post-camp work. I edited, re-wrote, drafted, and paced around my house until I was done. Now, I am in the post-project-completion coma phase.

I am currently reading Fresh Off the Boat by Eddie Huang. I am confused and disappointed by how this book turned into the ABC sitcom of the same name. It's as though the entire series was written by someone who had only read a summary of a summary of a summary of the original work, until it became so incredibly watered down. In the book, Eddie has a clear message about racial identity and his own story that he is trying to share with his audience. In the television series, Eddie's enthusiasm for rap music and Air Jordans is there, but the heart is gone. I'm frustrated that they couldn't keep the best parts of Eddie Huang in the television remake.

Anyway, it has been a long day, and I am ready to finish this blog post and get some rest.

Best wishes,

Lydia

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