faraway, so close
After I turn the Evil Ethics Paper in tomorrow, I'm going to take two weeks off. OK, and fiddle around with a history of copyright project, but mostly time off. Time off means "wallow in media and cook":
Read: One L: The Turbulent True Story of a First Year at Harvard Law; Pentimento, the only of one Lillian Hellman's autobiographical books I haven't read; Full Cry because I love Rita Mae Brown; and The Secret Lives of Alexandra David-Neel, because wood s lot did a bit on her a couple of years ago and I've been curious ever since.
Also the approximately foot-tall stack of magazines that have piled up since August.
Watch: Beneath the Valley of the Ultravixens, Legally Blonde 2, Shark Tale, A Sesame Street Christmas, Miracle on 34th Street. Cold Mountain, which we somehow managed to not see. Maybe Dash and Lilly, if I can find a cheap copy of it. (Sam Shepard! Judy Davis! Directed by Kathy Bates!) Also random stupid TV. Perhaps there will be a MadTV marathon. Mister Boyfriend lives in hope of a Kurt Russell marathon, which doesn't sound half-bad.
Cook: Soup. Cornbread. Ham, if I find one I can afford. Potato-y things. Brussels sprouts. Scones?
It doesn't help that Mister Boyfriend finished the semester yesterday and has commenced the wallowing. All I have to do is finish this paper. Right now.
Update: It is indeed Kurt Russell Month on the Encore Channel, and I found a copy of Dash and Lilly on half.com for $5.88.
