(Header courtesy of Dick Button, my favorite love-to-hate-him sportscaster of the moment. Scott Hamilton may be my all-time favorite sportscaster, period. He's excited for just about everyone on the ice, and always seems like he's really pulling for them to succeed. But Dick Button is bitchy and fantastic, so they make a good balance.)
This is just to say that I had a lovely evening watching the men's figure skating final with banannagoats, and that I accomplished very little of significance today. Furthermore, I get to stay up and read about documentary films and the New Deal, in preparation for writing a paper tomorrow. And then I get to go into hiding for the rest of the weekend, emerging briefly for Drag Ball on Saturday night, and writewritewrite my thesis like the Stoppard/Wilde fangirl that I am.
This is just to say that I had a lovely evening watching the men's figure skating final with banannagoats, and that I accomplished very little of significance today. Furthermore, I get to stay up and read about documentary films and the New Deal, in preparation for writing a paper tomorrow. And then I get to go into hiding for the rest of the weekend, emerging briefly for Drag Ball on Saturday night, and writewritewrite my thesis like the Stoppard/Wilde fangirl that I am.