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Saturday, March 06, 2004
 
Time is of the Essence

I can't wait for spring break - largely because I need the uninterrupted chunks of time provided by a working vacation. Lately, I feel like my days are parceled out so that I can't ever scratch the big projects off my list (projects that take more than 3 or 4 hours, which is usually as long as I can devote to something without having to go to class or a screening or something). I am definitely a creature of the ADD-era and it's hard to concentrate on anything that can only be finished after several lengthy sessions.

Today was decently productive - I went to Starbucks - something I so infrequently do with the abundance of good, indie coffees shops around Madison. Just the same I needed to get out of the house and Sbux is closest to home. I felt like lugging around my bag of speeches (each student turns in at least 23 pages x 29 students = heavy burdens) as little as possible. But the grades are done and everything is organized and paper-clipped together, looking all legitimate. The grades are higher this semester, so either my students are getting smarter or I am getting softer. You be the judge.

Anyway, it's amazingly late afternoon already and the other projects for the weekend are the big ones that are hard to do. I need to read VF Perkins' Film as Film for Classical Film Theory. Everyone says it's great, but it's just not the kind of thing I can easily check off the to-do list. Last night, I became very sleepy while watching the 3hr Children of Paradise, and I just don't envision myself watching the rest of it today and making it to Cinematheque to see the next batch of Talmage films.

Last night I was reasonably lazy after my decision to wake up and work at 3am on Friday. I wore my sweatpants to Eric's, we drank beer and ate baked Lays and watched School of Rock, in my case, for the third time. I needed a night off. He has the season finale of SATC and I'll get around to watching that, hopefully sooner than later.

One other order of business for the weekend: a friend is house-sitting for the Bordwells. I want the grand tour, this house is suppose to be just amazing and the library and other films collections, nothing short of amazing-ola. If that happens, it'll be fun.