Today I ate quite possibly the most delectable cookies I have ever consumed. The decadent German Chocolate Cake Cookies by Liz Lovey are not only heavenly, but also full of love, organic materials, and animal rights friendliness. The cookie line includes a gluten free variety, and being one with a nasty intolerance to the weaty ingredient, I'd challenge anyone to find a better cookie sans gluten.
A recent post by my dearest friend Ariel, and last nights seedy and sultry episode have resulted in my single obsession: Gossip Girl. I know I should be ashamed. I know I should pretended to not give a damn about Dan and Serena, Blair and Nate, and especially Blair and Chuck, but the Waldorf-Vanderwoodsen-Bass-Humphry clan has got me hooked. I don't know if it's all the gossip, all the sex, and the fabulously fabulous clothing, or the fact that they make high school everything it never was or could have been, but whatever it is it is good.
I'm finding myself lost in theory without attention. At first I defended my state as a day dream, but have since realized that hour after hour of social, political, economical, plain old boring thought must be theory. I once read that people constantly practice theory and don't even know the term. It's like practicing feminism, without knowing the meaning of the word.
After a long day, I took to watching back episodes of the new NBC show Cupid last night. A good twenty minutes into the romantic comedy my worries, troubles, aches, and pains began to vanish. I had, and for a good few hours found myself lost in the glory of television. I wish I could say this was not a regular occurrence. I wish I could say that not nearly every evening in my week was spend this way, but alas it is. I sometimes spend my afternoons in bed dreaming that if the great artists like Proust and Watteau lived now, they would be highly less productive and also love America's Next Top Model as much as I do.