8.07.2007

Iggy quote:

Mommy, it's wet and juicy outside.

8.06.2007

Sundays this summer



I'm fully addicted to PBS's series Mystery!
Miss Marple is fucking adorable.
Foyle is subtle, and old-but-still-crush-worthy.
The sets boggle my mind, wartime England, the costumes are brilliant.
Last night I saw a preview for the new Sherlock Holmes, played by Rupert Everett *swoon*.
He's totally flawed and addicted to opium, Watson helps him keep it together.
I'm jazzed, which makes me a nerd.
I used to hate mysteries, but now I eat them like brain candy.
My mom gets me tons of paperbacks from the airport, so I read a lot of them.
There are some bad ones, many mediocre ones, but the good ones are so much fun to read that I slog through the crappier stories, happily.
I did finally start and finish Heyday, and it was beautiful, an intercontinental, historical chase set in the 1840's.
I keep thinking about the characters, I couldn't wait to find out what was going to happen, but now that it's done, I miss them.