Reading: Could not finish The System. I would have quit my job in despair. So it's How the Irish Saved Civilization, which is delightfully well written and tends to make me laugh quietly on the bus every few pages. And now I know much more about Rome. And I have realized that I'm just not all that Irish. Really. I'm just too much of a coward and an anti-hedonist. Plus, going into battle *naked*? You could get *hurt*!
Listening: Pete Yorn, The Ukrainians, Cake, Nick Cave, and a few other things that make me feel so alternative...but we all know I sing along to Belinda Carlisle's "Mad About You" when I hear it in the grocery store.
Watching: Agni Varsha was the last movie, I think. I watched the entire thing without realizing that the female lead (Sonali Kulkarni as Nittilai) was also Pooja in Dil Chahta Hai, which I loved loved loved. Agni Varsha struck me as extremely Shakespearian, and I'm just barely educated enough that I said "Aha!" when I saw this on IMDB: "The story is derived from the myth of Yavakri, which is a part of the great Indian epic, the Mahabharata."
I'm also plowing through reruns of Cybill as fast as the chick channel can air them. I don't know why I find sitcoms so reassuring. They are not Shakespearian at all. Shakespearian and reassuring are opposites, though, so maybe that helps explain it.
