Goals! It is good to have goals.

Due to waiting too long to eat, I have consumed food for several hours this evening and have decided this is probably not the healthiest way to eat my meals. In fact, I know it is not, so that is my first goal: eat at least three meals throughout the day.

Also!

Read at least two books a week (one at least marginally intellectual, if not downright literature. Shudder, gasp, etc. I am an English major so I enjoy books immensely, but sometimes it's too hard to pull my being out of the interwebs.

Go to spin class at least 3x/week. Even if that crappy instructor is there.

Those are my goals. Pretty simple, huh? Oh, and one more: Don't think about L.

Mmkay! Lot and I have taken it upon ourselves to watch a movie before we go to sleep at night, so maybe I can expand my mental movie cache, since apparently I do not sit in front of the television as much as my peers. (I stare at the computer screen instead.) The selection for tonight was Bound, the lesbian mob crime drama. I was in the mood for something dark and am glad we watched Bound instead of Constantine, which always puts me in a slightly melancholy mood. I saved Brokeback Mountain for tomorrow at work (my job is awesome). I'm not much into boy-on-boy action, though I used to be pretty into it when I was younger, but I really like Brokeback Mountain. Serve up the angst and I'm there, apparently. Plus I think the two actors are brilliant in their roles. I'm not as fond of the director, no matter how much they rave about him on the DVD extras--the first shot I saw of the movie, I thought "Oh shit, this is gonna be boring." And it's true, the story lags--it's based on a short story that's all of thirty pages--but the subsequent times, I have really liked it. So that's on the agenda for tomorrow. Juno's coming via Netflix tomorrow, which interfers slightly with the "forgetting L" part of the goal, but I really like the movie, so I'll just have to work on it.

Also, after reading some of e. e. cumming's other works (or rereading, as the case may be), I have decided on the Buffalo Bill tattoo. We went over mostly the stylistic aspects of the poem in class, and I don't know much about the old cowboy movies, so I looked up an analysis on the poem, and it basically gave me information on Buffalo Bill. Despite the fact I have no interest in cowboys, the poem represents much more than that to me. I'm going to read through this book as well--I haven't actually gone all the way through it, and Lyle bought it for me when he went to visit Portland because I mentioned e. e. cummings was my favorite poet. So that is sort of a sweet memory I have of him.

We are getting an additional housemate this week. I am not particularly happy about this just because it means another body in our small house, but I do like the guy, so hopefully he will be a good addition. He is pretty chill, but we will probably make him live out of the small fridge since we do not hold with that eating meat nonsense.