hmm, i do watch a lot of movies, don’t i? i suppose they are a form of escapism for me, as i don’t have to think about my own life for 129 minutes. movies with interesting concepts, movies with remarkable characters, movies with brilliant colours and music and dance. it’s enough to make someone go mad with delight, as i display with my daily doses of film. i can’t get enough of certain movies that i watch over and over again, never getting tired of their humanism and witticisms.

books work as this same type of escape for me, too. though, with my total lack of money, it’s plenty difficult to purchase my favourite ones on a regular basis. if i had enough money, i think i’d be buying books every week. i’m glad my parents got me into the written word at such a young age. i’m glad the teachers throughout my years of schooling pressed the names of noteworthy authors and thinkers into my brain. i’m glad for just the fondness i feel when i clap a good book shut.

i’m embarrassingly influenced by pop culture, in general. i know a lot about people in movies, authors of certain books, and their six degrees of kevin bacon. i’m just lame like that.