But i don’t have a specific blog in mind and i am too lazy to remember of the ones i should have written when i thought of them. so here are five things about me today:

1) i played hookey from the archive today. i have to go every day next week. except wednesday, when they are closed. i can’t let the days trickle away.  except today i can. today it’s ok. because future me isn’t here right now to tell present me (aka lazy me) what an asshole i am.

2) i still feel stupid about shaming my students for laughing at “Mary Hartman, Mary Hartman.” i thought they were embarassing themselves. like when you’re 13 and you laugh at the goofy haircuts in zefferelli’s romeo and juliet when you have to watch it in class, and then you later realize that the joke was on you.  however, i shouldn’t have turned around and shot them a look and said “it’s satire.”  that made me feel like a nerd who wants to force everyone to like what they like.

3) i woke up at 3:30am and watched law and order until 6am and then slept til 8:30am and then took an adderall, even though i have been not taking it generally, because i wanted to get work done. then i wrote text messages, talked to my mom and played video games for 2 hours.

4) i hate that i want to cook everything that Giada de Laurentis makes.  she seems like she’s probably an asshole.  you can just say “marinara” in your american accent sometimes. i will still believe you are italian.  the number of food network shows that i have season passed on my Tivo correlates directly to how old i am.  (if you count the shows and add it to 27, the age when i began to think like a yuppie-hipster hybrid about cooking and furniture, you will have my current age)

5) Dan found out yesterday that they are going to promo his show so much that we will all be sick of it by fall. and that they may run ads for it on gas pumps.  what if it stays on more than a year? will i be able to order t-shirts and checks with danny pudi’s face on them? will a catchphrase have emerged?

no editing. no spell check. just posting. hey, what happens when i click send to twitter? experiment!