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Thu, Mar. 17th, 2005, 02:09 pm
This Is More Like It

With the paper-writing behind me, I've decided to take a day of my spring break to be completely irresponsible. So far I woke up at ten, had breakfast while reading a cheesy thriller, spent an hour writing for fun (something I haven't had a chance to do since, oh, January!), went back to bed for a little nap with my kitty, and am now leisurely pondering lunch and a trip to the bookstore. The only productive thing I've done is made a quick phone call about chaiya and hakamadare's wedding, and that took no more than five minutes. What a lovely day so far - it's really what I needed. I think I'm even going to skip going to the gym. Oh, look at me, I'm so bad!

Last night, I have to say, was even better than today's laziness, though. After coming home totally freaked out from a job interview (long story!) and having spent the last four days writing pretty much straight, my boy decided I needed a little TLC in the form of Julius Caesar. At first I was a little skeptical that Shakespeare would be relaxing and spring-break-y, but I was totally wrong! Okay, partly wrong - it wasn't really relaxing, but it was fantastic nevertheless. The acting was phenomenal (with the exception of Eamonn Walker, who played Marc Anthony as though he had a fistful of marbles in his mouth) and the adaptation and direction was even better. I had forgotten how much I love Shakespeare's language; for some reason, I tend to see the same few plays over and over (if I have to see Romeo and Juliet one more time I will scream) and so I forget that joy of his unexpected wit. I think I have a new project - though it's probably going to be on hold until the summer - which is to read (or re-read, for the ones I've read already) all of Shakespeare, because last night I was so delighted by him.

Then my boy took me home and we played City of Heroes. And that's why I love him - because he knows, and loves, both sides of who I am.

Thu, Mar. 17th, 2005 08:28 pm (UTC)

Its worth noting that, historically, Marc Anthony did have a fist full of marbles in his mouth.


Thu, Mar. 17th, 2005 11:20 pm (UTC)

This sounds like total decadence. I'm jealous!