an apology for the masses

ok, here's the deal... not that anyone reads this, but i feel like i owe the internet lasers or airwaves or whatever an explanation. 

about the only thing i'm good at is procrastinating.

i'm gearing up to move back home to kentucky, where, hopefully, i'll be teaching in the fall.  i'm convinced that life will be better, that i'll be less lethargic and depressed, etc.  after the summer, i'll be living alone, which will greatly increase the personal use of my netflix account.  my plan is to pick back up where i left off after ben-hur and watch my way through the top 100, probably one a week. 

living with a roommate, it seems that i have to use my netflix to entertain the both of us, and alyssa hasn't been brimming with anxiety to get the next movie watched. hell, she never even wrote a recap of ben-hur.

i've been thinking about writing lately - how much fun it would be to work in a writer's room for a sitcom or sketch comedy show.  or how writing movie reviews for entertainment weekly would just about make me pee my pants. so maybe writing about the top 100 will give me enough experience, confidence, blah, blah, blah, to take a step in that direction. hmmm, it would probably help if this got read by someone at some point. eh, a girl can dream, right?