i went to north georgia this weekend and tasted my southern roots. granted, i'm a native floridian, but i know i've got georgia in there somewhere. there's a chick-fil-a off every exit of I-75 and grits and fried okra are part of the food pyramid. plus, overalls are always in fashion.
to celebrate, i just finished the first chapter of Gone with the Wind.
and here's an interesting tidbit i learned off an oh-so-credible amazon.com book review: Margaret Mitchell (the author of GWTW) wrote it when she was 26, which incidentally is the same age that many other people perform their greatest achievement. translation: i have 14 months to complete the single most important contribution i can give to society.
and i'm spending my precious moments blogging.