Accepting what I cannot change

I just bought two movies at the video store.

After seeing Burn After Reading at the theatre (not awesome-if you are looking for a quirky Coen fix you would be better served by getting yourself some vodka, Kahlúa and milk and watching the dude abide).

I can’t think about anything but watching movies. I couldn’t relax today until I was safe in a dark movie theatre again. Every year after the festival I get a bit strange, but I usually turn to tv as methadone after the festival-the timing is great with all the fall shows. But after the writers’ strike last year I don’t have the same level of television dependency. I’ve tried turning to video games-the demo for The Force Unleashed is pretty awesome, but as a form of entertainment it’s too active.

I came home sweating and I’ve hidden the movies in my bag so boyfriend won’t ask any questions. I need help.