I am, at this moment in time:<\/p>\n
— reading 1001 Arabian Nights<\/i> and having the time of my life<\/p>\n
— reading a biography of Andrew Jackson<\/p>\n
— waiting for two movies to arrive: The Searchers<\/i> and Lady from Shanghai<\/i><\/p>\n
— watching Demolition Man<\/i> for the bazillionth time<\/p>\n
— listening to Avril Lavigne’s latest album – catchy! Yet also filled with girl-on-girl scorn which is a turn-off.<\/p>\n
— getting ready for my second installment of my Shakespeare project. Taming of the Shrew<\/i> is next. I’ve been working on it for a week now.<\/p>\n
— contemplating starting a bikram yoga class<\/p>\n
— researching the Druze in Lebanon. Just because.<\/p>\n
— doing in-depth research about how to effectively wash my makeup brushes – which I paid a shitload of money for. Any suggestions welcome.<\/p>\n
— re-discovering the offensive pleasure of h*enta*i<\/p>\n
— putting together a collage of Cary Grant photos from Penny Serenade<\/i><\/p>\n
— obsessing on the fact that tomorrow Social Security is going to reveal the top baby names of 2006 … what will be the top name for boys? For girls? Can I BEAR to wait until tomorrow?<\/p>\n
Seriously. I have worked on – or thought about – or experienced – each one of these separate items – all in one 24 hour period. What the hell is my problem? Can’t I put the Druze on the back burner and just … oh … enjoy the spring twilight?<\/p>\n
NO.<\/p>\n
I CANNOT.<\/p>\n
THE DRUZE WAITS FOR NO ONE.<\/p>\n
Neither does Demolition Man<\/i>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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