Engaged in completing forms.
Economizing in a shitty economy.
Enraged by Bush, ignorance, bad drivers, wealth.
Enraptured by our gorgeous, sunny, warm, breezy, kite flying weather.
Engrossed in the Journal of Eugene Delacroix.
Enchanted by Johnny Weir’s performance at the US Figure Skating Championships this past weekend.
Entranced by the letter E and my own E who turns Eighteen in a week.
Excited about the return of LOST tomorrow night.
Entertained by The Complete Jane Austen on Masterpiece.