Television makes me hate everyone. Watched the ends of Girl With A Pearl Earring (which was as implausible yet lovely as I remembered), and Mona Lisa Smile (actually more inane than I had thought it), and A League of Their Own (until I could tolerate it no longer. Eventually I was only watching because Gillian Anderson was having an angry fit in every other shot, and it made me laugh). Then, watched about five minutes of this Bible cartoon show, wherin these bugs (...?) told a parable in rhyme, then advised all viewers to believe in the Savior or we would burn in hell. It was pretty fucked up.
Someone come and break the tv. I am too exhausted.
Someone come and break the tv. I am too exhausted.
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Books are better.
I wish Lynda Barry would write another novel. Alas.
I'm a big booster of librarianism for bookish types in search of a decent job path. The profession attracts all sorts of freaks--both good and bad. I'm trying to attract more good freaks.