Sheesh... The Re-Mix
This is my second go at this post...
Today is slow-going and everything is half-done. I took a shower only to put the same pajamas back on. I've finished some of all of my reading - if that makes sense, I just can't check anything off my list and put it away. As a result, I have half a script, loose pages everywhere for my Chicago paper, and an article (from last week) left to be read for French Cinema. It's frustrating and it's already getting dark. From my window seat with my (now VERY disgusting purplish-black) ankle / toes elevated, I've been watching the snow fall, almost reminded that it is still winter. We've had a lot of mild weather lately and I've just become so accustomed to wearing a coat and scarf, I'd begun to forget that seasons are transient things. Just the same, the weekends don't seem long enough anymore - or bring enough vitality or productiveness to the table before diving into a new week. I need to get myself in order.
And I've been meaning to post this after a conversation last week... think of it as Sunday afternoon stoner talk, but have you ever noticed that the Crystal Light iced tea foams up a lot when you add water? This doesn't happen with any other flavor, but without fail, the ice tea always gets gummed up with filmy white-ish bubbles. Discuss...
I was so happy that John called to give me the play-by-play of the last SATC, ever, **weepy sounds.** Although for a time I believed that if I never saw the last episode the shallow cult and the magic materialism would never end, I bit the bullet and used my imagination while John outlined the plot like any good paperback editor would. It ended how I wanted it to end and I salute the four fabu ladies for making my formative years a little more
sexy. It is like the end of a chapter - largely because my time at Midd and in New York was colored by Carrie's faux-pretentious voice-overs. So let's be strong and help each other out during this difficult time... but who knows, maybe the series will be revived years from now as Sam, Miranda, Carrie, and Char get together to be
"The New Golden Girls." Move over, Sophia!
posted by lmjasinski at 5:36 PM
