the TV obituating continues

Oh, sadness. Pushing Daisies has officially died. That was a truly sweet show. Great "procedural."

Went to San Jose earlier this week for my faux Thanksgiving. Was yummy. I won Monopoly. Jealous yet?

I'm gonna see Bolt tonight. Left my cell phone at my internship. Must go pick it up now. This is my friggin' life.

a thing

I'm actually disappointed about Lipstick Jungle's cancellation. Sure it's got an offensive title, but it was entertaining television.

Things That Scare Me--A Series

Scary Christmas decoration only the rich and brave can afford.

Discoveries

Green apples, brie, french bread--how did I know not about this awesomeness? Thank you, Aroma Cafe!

You know that song "Love Me Dead" by Ludo? It sounds familiar in part, and I finally figured out why. It's kind of like the Grinch song! Think about it. Listen to them. You'll see what I mean.

MIT's open courseware

Yale's list of online classes looks measly in comparison to MIT's.

today

I bought soft, fluffy iris-colored towels today and a Winnie-the-Pooh Christmas stocking. Pure luxe. Razor blades are absurdly and almost prohibitively expensive. I'm starved for Christmas.

Writing a story partly based on personal circumstances, partly based on a heightened, improved reality where the fictional shoves its sticky fingers up the nose of the actual.

book excitement

I've been a little grouchy lately, but something to keep my spirits up is the imminent release of an English translation of Roberto Bolano's 2666. I haven't been this excited about a new book since... I can't remember. I'm not sure why I'm so excited about it, considering I haven't read The Savage Detectives and considering Jonathan Lethem's piece in the Times absurdly waits until the fourth paragraph to mention Bolano's name and through sheer force of egoism could all but wipe out any desire any person might ever have to delve into this massive tome.

Still, I want the book badly. I may even buy it for myself. At a bookstore.

By the way, I know my reading list hasn't been updated lately, and that's not because I'm not reading. I'm reading about 1,000 pages a week, roughly, but it's for my internship, so it doesn't count. Right now, for my own pleasure, I'm reading The Eye in the Door, the second book in Pat Barker's Regeneration trilogy. So far I prefer the first, but it's still engrossing.

Also, in other books news, Alan Bennett is a total class act.