I now have the entire first season of Sex And The City on DVD.
I am so excited being that I never really caught on to the show until the beginning of the second season. Delicious.
Sometimes I fantasize that I am one of those characters...in her early to mid-thirties, successful career-wise, partying all day and night with my girl friends, and new lovers in my bed from time to time.
Then the fantasy ends. Because it is not me. I like who I am now. Happily married with a child. So in love...so in love. Nothing can top that.
When I resume working, it will probably not be in the career I attended college for. I don't want the stress. I want peace. I want something along the lines of working at a bookstore or something. I know working at a bookstore can be hard work, but I crave books...just to be around the atmosphere of books and book-lovers...it'd be wonderful. A simple, uncomplicated life.
I am going to listen to Korn now. My husband was listening to some of their albums last evening and totally rocking. I love this band. My younger brother cannot stand them...lots of people at Diaryland can't stand them (at least that is the impression I gather from some chat room conversations)...but hey...who cares? I love them. They make me feel like I wanna prowl and mosh and thrash and just revel in the beauty and rawness of guitar, bagpipes, drums, bass, and vocals that are so pained and powerful.
By the way, I watched the entire length of the Academy Awards last night. Russell Crowe really does not seem to have a sense of humor (as articles about him have reported previously)...but damn it if I care. He can be the beautiful brooding type all he wants...he is fabulous and I was so thrilled that he won for Best Actor. And I was disappointed Joaquin Phoenix didn't win for Best Supporting Actor...he was brilliant, simply brilliant in his strangely needy, insecure, yet bloodthirsty ambitious portrayal as the emperor. He deserved it. But he is young...give it time. And I admit...I have always liked Julia Roberts. She is not always terrific in every role (she grates on my nerves sometimes), but wow, she was awesome in Erin Brockovich. And she was so cute last night with her acceptance speech for Best Actress. Enough Oscar talk though. There is plenty of that in the media.
Off to Korn and then to Sex And The City.
Apologies for the scatteredness of this entry. I usually don't like to write like this. I prefer a single topic...but today I desired a little change.
One final thought : Love to all my readers. You mean the world to me. And I love reading about your scatteredness too.