What I’m listening to: It’s Not Me, It’s You, by Lily Allen.
What I’m watching: You Kill Me, a little indie flick with Ben Kingsley, Tea Leoni, and Luke Wilson.
What I’m drinking: The greatest G&T ever (details to come)
What Rufus & Otis are up to: According to my pals Jason & Kristy, who hosted them this weekend, the boys were running around like maniacs in the backyard, learning to fetch sticks and tennis balls, and otherwise demonstrating all sorts of well-adjusted doggie behavior that they don’t often evince at home.
Where I’m going: Nowhere, thank gosh.
What I’m happy about: See above. As in, I’m happy to be home. But I’m also happy that I kept my head above water while cramming a lot of activities into the past week, esp. getting to meet Roger Langridge, one of my favorite cartoonists, at the Toronto Comic Arts Festival. Catching up with my old grad school pal Sid in Chicago was nothing to sneeze at, either.
What I’m sad about: Not a lot. I’m too tired to be sad.
What I’m worried about: That I won’t eat anything half as good as the black cod at Ame for quite a while.
What I’m pondering: How long it’ll take me to write the day-by-day chronicle of the past week, and how many details I’ll forget.