Playing catch-up (or not)

I've been out of town for the past three weekends, and fun as my time was (and it was!), I just never feel like I've taken a breath when that happens, you know what I mean? It's not like I was busy for those weekends. I was a little busy two weekends ago with cleaning up ant carcasses and killing wasps, but this past weekend was a thoroughly spoiling vacation to Philadelphia to be pampered by feiran's parents. Who, as I told feiran totally flummox me with their absolute refusal to let their guests do any work. I am not used to this.

Anyway, it feels like I haven't had time to breathe even though I can't say as I've been all that busy on the weekdays I was here. There's just something about the weekend that makes it feel like there's been a break. And if you spend a month living out of a backpack, shuttling between places over that time, you don't get it.

And now I'm off again! I'll be away for the next week upstate and then coming back the following weekend for one night only to disappear to move my sister into school for a day. Then the next weekend is Labor Day, and I'm sure I'll be going somewhere for that. What the heck!?

My last post was about me and stuff

So this post has to be about something frivolous. Let's talk TV!

For the record, I feel like I've been defeated by the movie/show if I can't get through it. I can count on my one hand the number of movies/shows I've given up on entirely. Skipped some episodes (Smallville season four, ::shudder::), haven't finished the series (Farscape!), watched it in bits and pieces and probably have seen the whole thing but haven't seen it start-to-finish (Silence of the Lambs, and, bizarrely, Casablanca). But I usually finish the damned thing. There are three exceptions I've made on Netflix that I can think of off the top of my head: one was a truly D-level "comedy" that wanted to be American Pie (I got it because the premise and the cast--Heather Matarazzo--inferred it was of higher quality); another was A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints, which, Robert Downey Jr. or no RDJ, I couldn't be arsed to get on with, especially not when Channing Tatum showed up.

The last was the UK version of The Office. ( I finished it, finally, but it took some doing. (No spoilers!) )

Whew. I had far too much to say there. I suspect this is going to be one of those posts only I read ever. :)