I’m so very tired. Exhausted tired, not sleepy tired.
It’s gloomy out and gloomy in.
My hovel smells of the wintergreen oil I put on my aching elbows.
I’ve been to the video store and I’ve got:
* The first three episodes of The Wire 4th Season
* The Lives of Others
* Lust Caution (it’s from the director of Brokeback Mountain, rabbi, so it can’t be too hetero)
* American Gangster
* Downfall (about Hitler)
* Kite Runner – v. wholesome
Yes, I know, I’m living in a box in the presence of G-d. And that’s OK with me.
I’m never happier than when I’m doing mitzvot.
