Ouch
I recently discovered Carnivale, thanks to my savior, HBO On Demand, and it is amazing. It's about an orphaned boy who has mystical powers and travels with a carnival in the 1930's South, primed to meet his nemesis, a priest, also blessed with magical powers. Ultimately, it is about the battle between good and evil and the coming apocalypse. One of the main characters is a fortune teller who is linked to her catatonic mother and when she gives tarot readings, for the most part, they are done meticulously well (I cannot stand when shows impose convenienent and inaccurate readings on tarot cards. It would take but 30 minutes worth of effort to avoid that.).
I hung out with Halley and we consumed massive hoards of just-baked cookies, discussed Linguistics with her father, watched inane videos of narcoleptic dogs, worked out (Winter Warrior's Adventure Workout), and then enjoyed pineapple pizza and Law and Order. I love reconnecting with Taft friends as it's always a blast and, unsurprisingly, often more fun than we could have had at Taft.
I have had it with driving. Tonight I nearly got killed numerous times by speeding and inconsiderate drivers. On the last episode of the Apprentice, Kelly takes a wrong turn in Greenwich and gets lost on dark, narrow, winding, woodsy CT roads and I totally sympathized with him. Driving here is not for the faint of heart.
My neck is starting to really hurt and my head is getting slightly better. I have been told that I now speak with an amalgamated New England and Midwest accent.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm wasting time with certain aspects of my life. I'm afraid that one day I'll discover that all my efforts were for nothing, and a painful variant of history repeated itself.
I hung out with Halley and we consumed massive hoards of just-baked cookies, discussed Linguistics with her father, watched inane videos of narcoleptic dogs, worked out (Winter Warrior's Adventure Workout), and then enjoyed pineapple pizza and Law and Order. I love reconnecting with Taft friends as it's always a blast and, unsurprisingly, often more fun than we could have had at Taft.
I have had it with driving. Tonight I nearly got killed numerous times by speeding and inconsiderate drivers. On the last episode of the Apprentice, Kelly takes a wrong turn in Greenwich and gets lost on dark, narrow, winding, woodsy CT roads and I totally sympathized with him. Driving here is not for the faint of heart.
My neck is starting to really hurt and my head is getting slightly better. I have been told that I now speak with an amalgamated New England and Midwest accent.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm wasting time with certain aspects of my life. I'm afraid that one day I'll discover that all my efforts were for nothing, and a painful variant of history repeated itself.