Another difficult week. The electricity went off again. Only a day this time at least.
I had somewhat painful minor surgery on my eyelids (not cosmetic) and not only did the surgery hurt, the cauterization because they would not stop bleeding hurt too.
Then because I threw a dozen eggs down the disposal after the power failure, I clogged my disposal. Now my bathroom tank is leaking too. Plumber tomorrow.
I did manage to snag a third Covid shot though. And I did get out to eat (outside) twice, so that was good.
Love Only Murderers in the Building. It's not brilliant but it's so comforting to see those familiar faces. And it is entertaining in an old-fashioned way. Also still enjoying Reservation Dogs and Ted Lasso.
Finished Justice by Larry Watson, which was just terrific. Tried Breathe by JCO but it was way too depressing for me. Reading Always Crashing in the Same Car, another non-fiction book on Hollywood.
Enjoyed The Clock on Criterion from 1945, a really good NY movie with Judy Garland and Robert Walker. Boy that Modern Love series on Amazon is awfully sad. So much easier to write a sad story than a happy one.
What about you?