Welcome To My Bed

Good TV doesn't have a prayer.


It seems that I am late on this one, but I've started watching Freaks and Geeks lately and am falling in love. Specifically with James Franco, but it's probably impossible to avert that in any context anyway. I wish I didn't have to read a novel and do a bunch of writing exercises this weekend, because then I'd have time to plant myself in front of my TV and watch the whole season. Maybe even enough time to watch it twice through. Mmm, oh the days when I had time for such things. Christmas break and Entourage; summertime and too much Dawson's Creek. I miss those days.

As for now, I need to get underway with The Bluest Eye and food preparations for the Super Bowl. And also write my poem for the day. Among many many other things.