What one could do

I'm sure many are interested, riveted even, at the what I might be doing with the two weeks of vacation I start this weekend. I'm as riveted as everyone else because I simply don't know. The world of two weeks away from the city, sequestered up at the house is ripe with possibilities. I have so many things I want to do, I don't know how I'll pack them all in, quite frankly. But, knowing myself like I do, I suspect that with an unlimited constellation of possibilities, I'll end up on the couch, a LOT, doing nothing. Much like last year when I not only had a week of vacation to use up but also a week off from school, I ended up on the couch watching the entire series of "Sex In The City" from start to finish in three days straight. I didn't shower or shave or answer the phone, but I did eat a lot of ice-cream and contemplated menstrual cycles, the emotional wasteland of the male species, vaginal orgasms compared to clitoral orgasms (there is a difference!), and bad fashion passed off as hot, hot, hot.

This year could be no different except that now Jeff and I are members of Netflix the universe of possible couch time expands exponentially. I adjusted our membership to start just sending infinite movies so I always have five different things to choose from. Knowing how most hang on my every move and decision, I thought I'd clue everyone to my rental queue over the last breaths of 06 and the first, virginal blush of 07. Don't judge my lack of taste or cultural leanings, haters.

Pieces of April
Another Gay Movie
Love! Valor! Compassion!
Unfabulous Social Life of Ethan Green
Things You Can Tell Just By Looking At Her
Happy Endings
Lost: Season 1: Disc 1-7
Lost: Season 2: Disc 1-7
Weeds: Season 1: Disc 1-2
Battlestar Galactica: Season 1: Disc 1-4
Battlestar Galactica: Season 2.0: Disc 1-3
Battlestar Galactica: Season 2.5: Disc 1-3

And then I might actually cook, paint, quilt, and take a shower.