Entertainment I Am Consuming Right Now

Currently:

The Story of Edgar Sawtelle, by David Wroblewski: Lovely. I'm hoping it lasts a long time.

Friends, Season 8: Endlessly brilliant. Better every time I watch it.

Hot, Flat, and Crowded, by Thomas L. Friedman: Should be required for everyone to read. It's making me into a bleeding-heart liberal and an aspiring hippie. It's actually a textbook for one of my classes, but it's pretty entertaining.

Lost: Obviously. Can't wait til Wednesday!


Recently:

The Boyfriend List, by E. Lockhart: A wonderful surprise. It is a wise, therapeutic little novel that might make sense of your high school experience. Its realism is shocking.

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao, by Junot Diaz: Sort of disappointing. It had its worthwhile moments, but it wasn't brilliant like it's supposed to be. Bad narrative.

He's Just Not That Into You: Well-spent two-hours. It is cutesy, breezy entertainment that tries to stress you out but really is just innocent fun. Not as enlightening as it thinks it is, though.

Firefox: Great movie. It's from the early '90s, when its star Angelina Jolie was dating her female costar (haha that's right). It is thought-provoking and captures the feeling of close female relationships very well.

Melodramatic Sufferings of Love

It is a torturous thing to be of such
Romantic sensibilities as mine.
My favorite heroines of fiction wear
This affliction close to their hearts,
While I stagger under its force.
Its mass times its acceleration.
Its heavy despair then its rapid exhilaration.
The knock-your-breath-out disappointments
Then the take-your-breath-away thrills.
But such is the sorrow of my life,
That my heart spends its days in an illusion of calm
While it waits to burst out of my chest.