Bowl Sunday. So far, I have been overwhelmingly impressed by how blatantly several of the commercials have perpetuated rather ridiculous gender and racial stereotypes, often in the same thirty seconds.
And I went to brunch today at Dos Caminos Third Ave, and it was fabulous. Great food, great service, friendly and attentive staff and management. I had the Chilaquiles, which are tortilla chips baked in tres chile salsa over refried black beans with two sunny-side up eggs, queso fresco, avocado, pico de gallo, and crema. I crave them.
Anyway, I have to admit that I'm getting more and more stressed out about this whole thesis thing. I need to channel this energy (read:guilt and anxiety) a bit more, and I totally did on Friday night. Instead of going to the reading and the slumber party as originally planned, I read all evening. I also goofed off quite a bit, but I got more done than I would have had I not been sitting in front of my computer, so there's that. I'm hoping the same thing happens tonight, I suppose. Add to that the fact that I'm watching the game at home instead of at a bar, watching it with someone who's watching it less than I am, and not eating or drinking anything, and something productive is bound to happen if only accidentally.
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