If you hate the taste of wine, why do you drink it all the time?

I have finished my masters thesis and will be defending it next week. I'm not sure what the defense looks like, but I'm sure it'll be a rip-roaring time, full of heady things like, "So, did you read this book?" And I'll say, "Read it? I feel like I wrote it!" And then we'll all have a good chuckle and go out for beers. Or tea. Or whatever it is scholarly people do.

The DATH cancelled their shows out here last week. It was sad. We have gone to Bright Eyes, Modest Mouse, and in a few weeks we'll see The Arcade Fire. I wanted to see all these bands this year, I just didn't know it would happen in the month of May. Oh well. Yes mom, I'll wear earplugs. But only because I heard that's how marijuana smoke is inhaled.

Work is okay. I officially started a list of things I want to do before I leave and anytime I am distracted, I look at the list and refocus myself. So far, it works pretty good. Except for right now. But this doesn't count. This is my fifteen minute morning break. Speaking of mornings, I have been sleeping oddly lately. Tired all day, sleeping for 8-9 hours a night, and only really energetic for the 3 minutes after I shower but before I put on pants. What can be the cause of this nonsense?

Speaking of nonsense, I've gotten into watching movies lately. Here's the list for the month of May:
Borat
Close Encounters of the Third Kind
Lucky Number Slevin
Logan's Run
The General
Casino Royale
Rocky Balboa
Rebel Without a Cause
Raging Bull

And a few more, I think, that I can't remember. I like the Scorsese. Uhh, that's about it for now. Some day soon I'll have "a single thought, the least bit legitimate enough."