at home
I'm scared to re-enter society. I just can't even connect to doing normal things around the house. I'm so tired I just feel like a zombie. Yesterday, it took me all day to clean my desk, which includes my file boxes and filing away the semester and whatever random articles I've accumulated and figuring out what to do the bazillion new books I've acquired over the semester without corresponding shelf space, which is zero. I'm really being very silly. Now I just want to sit at my desk and read or color. Don't be surprised if everyone I know starts getting handmade cards from me. I'm sitting at my desk and enjoying it. I wish I had brought some notation home. It would be fun to sit around counting semibreves.
One thing that I enjoy that makes me feel the world continuing to march along is the Christian Science Monitor's news in brief. I always find it interesting what briefly things they choose to report. And I never have the patience to read full news stories.
I found an article yesterday that was so Global Trends-ish/culture box-ish (those are Cov courses/buzzwords). I haven't mulled through the globalization issue in a while. But I really should if I'm the postmodernist I claim to be.
The other day we watched Two Weeks Notice, which I expected to be a completely frothy chick flick, but was interested in seeing since Sandra Bullock and Hugh Grant are fairly established, confidant, mature actors...and that always makes a better chick flick than someone who doesn't have the same confident screen presence. It was better than I thought (though still frothy), but good enough to recommend. The vein of British humor brought in with H.G. is welcome. The other movie we've seen recently, or rather it was three short films put together under the heading New York Stories, all very different but in NY. The first film, directed by Scorsese, is about an artist and his much younger "assistant." The second, directed by Francis Ford Coppola is almost like a fairy tale story of a lonely wealthy girl living in a hotel in NY. And the third, "Oedipus Wrecks," by who else than Woody Allen is about a lawyer who can't escape his Jewish mother, literally can't escape her. It involves a weird twist so unique to Allen. I think that's why I like his movies so much. Even though some of them are kind of dumb (like the most recent "Hollywood Endings"), they involve an aspect that you would never have dreamed of (like a director going psychosamatically blind in "H.E.", so just the fact of it makes it a really funny movie.