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Thursday, December 01, 2005
Thursday indeed
I haven't posted anything personal in a while. (Afraid of Intimacy, table for one?) There's just very little to post. I go home from work, I sit on the couch, and I read or I watch TV.
I just finished reading Neverwhere, by Neil Gaiman. Neverwhere is the story of Richard Mayhew, a young businessman in London who falls into an alternative reality. The book parallels Paradise Lost and The Wizard of Oz in a post-modern and humorous way. I highly recommend it. And I'm getting in touch with my inner child, who happens to be a 13-year-old girl, by watching Veronica Mars. (I'm such a dork--I could hardly wait to download the alternative ending from last night's episode.) I love this show. It's kind of Nancy-Drew-meets-Melrose-Place. It requires some suspension of disbelief, but it's easy to see why Joss Whedon, the King of Cult TV, called it Best. Show. Ever.. Plus... well, the male leads are hot. And that counts for a lot in my book. In other news, everyone has heard Marguerite Perrin, the God Warrior from Trading Spouses, do her little freak-out by now... that's old news. But have you heard the God Warrior club re-mix? |
