Tuesday. It's still Tuesday, right?

Yesterday (Monday) I didn't do much of anything interesting except go to the library, which is quite a high point now that I think about it. Mmm... books. Aside from returning two books and four DVDs and checking out three books and two DVDs, I walked about a mile and a half, spent lots of time on the internet, and did nothing else memorable.

Today began with a slight headache, which I made worse when I went to work on declogging a bathtub drain. Headache receded later in the day, though, so if the drain works now everything will have been worthwhile. Since it was quite rainy everytime I thought of going out and I was fairly tired to begin with, walking was limited to something less than a mile. Other than that, I spent most of the day reading, napping, or doing laundry.

This evening, in my continuing effort to remedy my cultural deficiencies, I watched the DVD of Cabaret. I had no idea that young Michael York looked so much like Marc Blucas. Oh, and the character of Sally Bowles reminded me very much of someone I used to know, though the woman I knew was much better at acting than dancing or singing. Now which film--classic or otherwise--should I watch next?