Sunday night and I should be replying to the emails overflowing my inbox, or cleaning something (the bathroom?) in preparation for a busy week ahead, should be doing something but it just feels nice to sink into Sunday, warm and cozy inside the house, happy after dinner, and a little bit sleepy. Long brunch this morning with the A-list, the conversations, the laughter, the interaction away from the computer, all was so nice and so sunny. Another week ahead, Thanksgiving draws near, then the blur of everything leading to a birthday. But for now, I'll sit back and smile.
The Legend of Drunken Master is one of the best movies ever. So. Goddamn. Good.