Hooray for the fucking weekend.

Hooray for the fucking weekend.

Aside from writing a brief post last night, I pushed away from the computer for a little while and watched a bit of TV. Since I found my own copy of House of Leaves, I started rereading it. After trying to describe it to StressedRPh, I brought it in to show it to her on Thursday. “Maybe this wasn’t the best thing to buy for Shawshank if he’s dealing with a lot of stuff,” she said. In addition to the intertwining stories between the two “authors” making things only slightly confusing a first, the pages of my copy like to stick together. I’ll read a few pages, something will suddenly be confusing. I have to check page numbers to determine if it’s my fault I’m confused, or just the book being the book.

My #selfcaresaturday is the only time I really sit without the internet. I’m trying to put down the tech, relax, and give the cats some attention. Last night, I watched an episode each of Breaking Bad and Big Little Lies. The last couple of Saturday nights, I’ve watched Tales from the Loop. Tonight, I think I’ll have a couple of drinks and watch The Lighthouse.

Please don’t spoil any of them for me.

There’s a bit of snow falling, and some sticking on the ground, and I should probably head out shopping ASAP. I’ve got shit to do before tonight’s bubble bath.

3 Comments

  1. House Of Leaves is my best friend’s favorite book! In high school he tried getting me to read it and it legit freaked me out and I felt unsettled reading it and never finished. I’d like to give it another shot one of these days.

  2. It’s super good, but definitely has that unsettling feeling a lot of time. I was gifted my copy after mentioning I wanted to read it, and someone on g+ told me “add it to your wishlist immediately” and I had it 3 days later.

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