It was nearly midnight when IW asked me if I had written up a MFA. I told him I hadn’t because I totally spaced it out. Frustrated, I put down the book I was reading and quickly thought of how I could get out of this. IW hurriedly scrolled through his open tabs, rattling off a topic. I did no such thing, because I already knew what I was going to do: very little.
You see, when the clock strikes 12, especially after my laptop decides to be uncooperative and insists on being a pain in the ass because it wants to update some stupid thing, then takes nearly 30 minutes to do it, I’m not entirely of the right mind to talk about hockey, the results (or lack thereof) of the most recent governors meetings, how Mike Hoffman is still unsigned (good), and how I think it might be time for a change in the front office of the Bruins (we’ll save this for another time). Instead, I have other things I want to talk about.
Hi, I hope your weekend was pleasant and went well. Mine was pretty good, thanks for asking.
Upon Sister’s advice, I watched some of Trixie Mattell and Katya’s movie reactions, which were excellent.
Then, I decided it was time to watch Trixie Mattell in Moving Parts, which was a really good documentary about the man, the drag queen, and the performer. I watched this over two sittings because I had to do some baking prep, dog walking, and baking in between.
Then later on in the evening, while IW was getting his scali bread starter together, I watched the Lizzo episode of David Letterman’s newish interview series My Next Guest Needs No Introduction.
I don’t know why I haven’t watched this show. I grew up watching Letterman first on NBC then on CBS. This episode was fabulous because Lizzo is 100% that bitch, if you know what I’m saying. She’s a delightful, multi-talented woman. If you can watch this episode because it’s informative and entertaining.
So, yeah, tomorrow we’ll get back to hockey.