So I'm basically freebasing Star Trek: The Next Generation right now because it's available instantly and I couldn't watch Star Trek: Voyager like I thought that I could. Janeway was straight-up crazy. I never realized that watching it as a teenager that wanted to both be Seven of Nine and make out with her on the couch. But ST:TNG has aged very well. I'm in the first season right now which is a little rough but you can still really tell that this show was something special. Picard is so unbelievably cool and smooth. I've been skipping around a bit so that I can watch all of the Lwaxana Troi episodes. I loved the shit out her. I get why people found her annoying but seriously I love a character that funny and energetic. I would have traded Deanna Troi out for her mother in a second.
I got all the way to the final boss battle in Kingdom Hearts and then got so bored that I stopped and started playing old Super Nintendo games. It's honestly a great game but I think that playing through it once is good enough for anybody. My biggest problem though might be that November is going to be like video game Christmas in my house and I'm dying to play Elder Scrolls: Skyrim. I want to roam a vast fantasy countryside as a sexy Nord and kill dragons and loot corpses and all that good stuff.
As far as the movie front goes I've been trying to watch Dead Man for a week now and I'm trying really hard not to give up but it's so fucking boring. It's quirky which I usually love but it's quirky in that weird emo poet sort of way where he reads you some obscure bit of shit that he's written and you realize after you wade through the awful metaphors that he's talking about breaking up with his girlfriend. I'm a firm believer that if I have to work really hard to get at your message it needs to be a damn good message. Plus the soundtrack sucks.
I'm also having a hard time getting through a book right now but not because they suck. I'm very slowly reading a book of poetry by Cavafy, which I'm enjoying despite having a tin ear for poetry. I'm trying to hurry up and read Opium Season by somebody or another because I need to take it back to the library soon. It's pretty awesome. It's one of those memoirs that makes me happy that my calling in life is clearly not to go to scary foreign nations and render aid to the inhabitants because as much as I admire the people that do it, that shit sounds awful. It's a long book and I keep putting it down to read a ST:TNG novel by Peter David called Q-Squared. I love Q and I love alternate dimensional hijinks so I'm probably going to be done with it in the next couple of days. Then I'll be back to the opium fields.