04 April 2004
I do not like Daylight Savings time in the springtime... I cannot believe it's already 10:00 pm. Grrr.
I really ought to swear off romances; they are the reading equivalent of empty calories. Instead, I should have a nutritious diet of classics.
Reading Great Expectations for Literary Interpretation right now and I love it! It's so much more funny than I thought it would be... if you've read it, I simply adore the part where Pip is telling his sister and Uncle Pumblechook about his visit with Miss Havisham. It seems right out of a sitcom--isn't that a funny thought? That sitcoms, when they first started, were most likely written by people who had been fed off a diet of classic books and has now slowly devolved into what is, oh, I don't know, "According to Jim" and such? Certainly, there are still sharp, funny sitcoms, but they are more rare than ever, especially ever since Seinfeld departed.
In any case, I am swearing off romances for a month. Really.
I really ought to swear off romances; they are the reading equivalent of empty calories. Instead, I should have a nutritious diet of classics.
Reading Great Expectations for Literary Interpretation right now and I love it! It's so much more funny than I thought it would be... if you've read it, I simply adore the part where Pip is telling his sister and Uncle Pumblechook about his visit with Miss Havisham. It seems right out of a sitcom--isn't that a funny thought? That sitcoms, when they first started, were most likely written by people who had been fed off a diet of classic books and has now slowly devolved into what is, oh, I don't know, "According to Jim" and such? Certainly, there are still sharp, funny sitcoms, but they are more rare than ever, especially ever since Seinfeld departed.
In any case, I am swearing off romances for a month. Really.