not in our stars, but in ourselves
I realize I’ve been awfully scanty with my posts lately, kids. My life has been commute, work, commute again, and sleep – there hasn’t been much time for watching movies, thinking about them, and certainly not for writing about them. Finally, however, good news: I’ve managed to find a house near where I work, so now rather than stumbling through the door at 9:00 p.m. every night (only to leave the house again less than 12 hours later), I can stumble through the door at a nice and healthy 6:00 p.m., or 7:00 if I go to the gym first, and have time to watch stuff, think about stuff, write about stuff. Time for stuff, in a word.
If you’ve stuck with me through some of this posting famine, thank you very much. It’s been immensely gratifying to see people continue to trickle in here, and to see them apparently enjoy the few things I have been able to post, and so you all get gold stars for being so nice.
Your soon-to-be trusty blogger