Thursday, December 18, 2008
The unexpected, ever-so comforting Woody Allen
I don't mind spending evenings alone, as long as I have a collective amount of movies I can watch one after another as I eat tomato soup and knit my Christmas presents. I've been cut from work at the Market once more, and luckily I can "rent" dvds for free at the public library.
Woody Allen after Woody Allen after Woody Allen.
I'm reliving 1970's New York.