pep talk

OK.  It's Wednesday.  TV on Wednesdays is crap (you know I don't watch Lost).  I'm still under the weather but I have to stay up until my groceries are delivered (yes, I caved) between 7 and 9pm.

I am determined that I'm finally going to watch City Lights tonight.  It's been sitting in my apartment since 1/22/09 (according to Netflix) and I was all gung ho about all these romantic comedies, and then just pfffffttttt (that's the sound for fizzling out).

Here are the reasons it's taking me a long time:

1. It's silent.  It's really hard for me to watch something with no talking for an extended period of time.

2. It's an hour and 27 minutes long.  That is a long time with no talking.

3. I'm really not a huge Charlie Chaplin fan.  They may revoke my movie-buff membership card for that, but what can I tell you?  I've heard he wasn't all that cute or friendly in real life.


I really hope I'm wrong about it and that it's spectacular.  I am most definitely dragging my feet.

I need to give myself a little pep talk to make me want to sit there and watch it.  So here we go:


1. AFI is a reasonable and prestigious (I have no evidence to back that up but they have a cool name and the website is fancy) institution, they would not have rated it #1 if it was not worthwhile.

2. It gives me a good reason to sit down and continue working on the two knitting projects I'm anxious to finish.



3. At least it should be early enough that when it's over if I hated it I can watch a few episodes of How I Met Your Mother on DVD. 

And that's all I've got.  Let's hope it's enough.  :)