So yesterday I went to see Mean Girls, and I thought it was GREAT. So funny, and sharp, and I laughed out loud several times (which I hardly ever do). Much recommended, and thanks to everyone who recommended it to me.
Meanwhile, the TV pickings are slim. Last night, I was so desperate for something to watch that I flipped over to the Real World, which I haven’t seen in ages, and found myself hardly able to keep up with what was happening. I think I’m too old for The Real World now, to be honest. I worry too much about these people, like the girl (I don’t know what her name is) who was too drunk and chasing her boyfriend down the street, screaming at him, and he was just ignoring her. Once, this might have struck me as dramatic and engaging. Now, I was just thinking, “Oh, this is so co-dependent, and oh, God, you’re slumped on the sidewalk, this is NOT healthy, you really need to do some self-esteem work,” and on and on. Which makes it clear I’ve been watching too much Starting Over. It’s not enough for me to see a person in the midst of an emotional trainwreck anymore, I now HAVE to feel like they’re going to get help and be able to change, or I can’t watch.
Something tells me that TV-wise, it’s going to be a long summer. Maybe I should just watch movies. If nothing else, it’s an excuse to go DVD shopping, and those are always nice. Excuses, that is. Oh, and DVDs too.
I also have the biggest stack of books next to my bed for summer reading, starting with Sixteen: Stories About That Sweet and Bitter Birthday (featuring a new Jessica Darling story! Yes!), Dry by Augusten Burroughs, and today or tomorrow I am rushing off to the store to purchase Dress Your Family in Corduroy and Denim , the new book by David Sedaris, who I love love love. Meanwhile, I bought The Da Vinci Code for my husband to read (because he was curious, since everyone he knows is reading it or has read it) and last night he was so engrossed he didn’t even hardly notice me steathily changing the TV from American Chopper and flipping back and forth between Center Stage (Peter Gallagher alert!) and The Real World, as mentioned above. Which means that must be some interesting book. Might have to check it out, too.
Ah, summer. Books and movies and bad television. And devilled eggs. I am so freaking happy.
have a good day everyone!