Are you restless like me?

I'm going to go pick plums in my backyard.
And I'm going to leave my window open.
And my music on, loud.
So I can listen to Interpol while I pick plums.

Update:
I went out there and realized that none of the plums within reach were ripe. I looked down and saw all the branches that they had cut down had ripe plums on them which had been stepped on by the same guys who cut them down. They even got paint on one of the unripe ones. How? I don't know. But it's nice and shady and cool under the tree back there. If we could cut down some of the berry bushes then I should set up a chair and table out there or something. I could run the laptop cord through the window, maybe. My music sounds good out there.

I think I'll go eat some of the fruit we bought at Safeway. Far inferior to our plums.