for some reason i don't feel like posting right now. i spent all day thinking of things to write, but i was busy so i thought to myself (as if there's any other way to think), "later, when you get home."
i wonder why i call myself "you" when i think?
anyway now i'm home and all the stuff that seemed so pressing before doesn't now.
i was just looking at all the half-posts i have littering my blogger account as drafts. i only started doing that two months or so ago. by "that" i mean writing stuff and then saving it as a "draft" instead of posting it. i used to just post all the crap that came spewing out of my head when i was in the mood. then i suddenly discovered the "save as draft" button and started hitting that when i would read a post and decide it wasn't up to some imaginary standard of snuff. i'd tell myself "i'll come back to that later." (calling myself "i" this time). but later never comes. or rather later comes all the time, but i never revisit my drafts.
until now. the funny thing is, every single one of these saved-but-unpublished posts are about movies. i wrote stuff about the films i saw on my laptop when i went to and from louisville. i wrote about two of the three movies i saw this past weekend. and i wrote about some even earlier movies who are now in the nether world between the cinema and video.
i still don't feel like posting any of my drafts. but i got em!
i just wanted you to know.
