"Even Old New York was once New Amsterdam."
It was Daffodil Sunday, so we sang Sydney Carter's "All Shall Be Well" which made me think of sk8eeyore
. Brunch was hash browns and banana yogurt w/ banana slices and cantaloupe-heavy fruit salad. Yum. (Dinner was less exciting, but omggarlicbread.)
I flaked on Mollie Rogers-ing after all, but i was productive. I reread King Lear
, opted not to do a reader response, started on my paper (due Friday!). I will in fact have a site update on Tuesday. I sent assorted overdue feedback last night and today. (And got sidetracked on author websites reading fic i hadn't read before.)
"Sex. Downstairs. Now. And by 'sex,' I mean 'dinner.' " -CatUnforeseen
: a new Buffy/Tara archive by faithtastic
(since as far as i know, there hadn't existed one previously)
I watched part of the Oscars (went downstairs for food) and was tempted to stay for the performances, but really i can't sit through the Oscars.
Robin Williams: "They tell me Spongebob is gay. Square pants? Not gay. Tight pants? Maybe. No pants? You go girl."
I actually wandered down for the end, so since i was one of the few left at the end i got an Oscar-ette. (Mine has chunky heeled boots!) Cat won Oscar. so she can appreciate his maleness all year long ;)
All the garbage people consume, and Kate loses respect for me because i enjoy MAD TV