I just watched the movie Wimbledon, and it was so cute! I was afraid to watch a romantic comedy since I have become disillusioned with romance, but it was irresistible. Paul Bettany also has a fabulous accent.
Today I got up, checked my email, talked to a DRC person about housing, ate ice cream for breakfast and watched Basic Instinct (which we really might as well call porn if we define porn by its effect on the viewer), went to therapy, stopped by my high school (weird! weird! I didn't talk to anyone), went to Kafe Neo, talked to Brandon on my cell, got Greek fries and a Greek salad, and came home and ate it as I watched Wimbledon.
Song of the day: Boulevard of Broken Wonderwalls.
No, I did not make that up. I heard it on the radio.
I finally finished my last paper for my Gothic independent study! Yay! Not my best paper ever, but written and turned in. I'm resentful about DVD case of Portrait of a Lady, however. It bit me a couple days ago. My fingers still hurt.
Oh, and in bookland, I finished reading The Awakening. The ending kind of jumped up on me. In some ways the story was very beautiful, and in some ways I'm not quite sure what I think of it. The best part, I would say, is the middle. When she is discovering things and moves out of her house. The setting is very vivid.
Claire says she has found my green jacket in her car! Thank goodness. I thought it had been lost for eternity, or at least until I called a whole lot of places to track it down.
My next project is my Critical Theory final. Hooray.
