(Told you so)
I had the crappiest sleep last night. I went to bed early (by midnight, which for me is very early) thinking I'd get a nice full ten hours of sleep because it's the weekend and we don't do anything on the weekend. I was sadly, sadly mistaken. I was woken up at least 5 different times during the course of the morning. I was so pissed off. Not only did this travesty start at 7, but my patchy sleep was harried by stupid half remembered fragmented dreams that made me anxious.
So when I finally did wake up for good, I decided I wanted to go rip off a commercial bookstore for some throw away book whose plot is predictable, whose lead heroine ends getting the guy she wants, where good wins against evil in the end, and yada yada yada. And I would settle in a big comfy arm chair, and read the entire book in one go, without having to pay for it. I suppose I could go to the library and do the same thing, but that's completely different. Libraries want you to do that. There isn't that satisfying feeling of cheating the system. And they don't always have the books that I want to read. Nor do they have comfy chairs, usually its just questionable chairs and questionable people sleeping in them. Alas, I am too lazy to take the bus all the way out by Oxmoor and I wouldn't have enough time to finish the whole thing anyway because it's nearly 3 in the afternoon and I'm not that good at engulfing entire books in one go.
(So it's not a hunky picture of Christian Bales. I have to say though, Ledger makes a kick ass creepy Joker... I like his socks)
Oh, and then last night, I figured I'd watch something to unwind from the week, and ended up being pleasantly surprised by my choice of The Forbidden Kingdom. It wasn't as terrible as I really and truly expected it to be. The fight scenes were really good, and the plot line was interesting enough. However, because I didn't go through the, uh, proper channels for watching it, I was without subtitles for the parts where they spoke Chinese. That was a slight wrinkle in my night. Then I started craving Chinese takeout, which was a bummer. I settled for my own poor student version of it in the end - fish and left over rice, yummy.
EDIT: 3:10 to Yuma makes me cry every friggin' time.
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