Another movie Christmas.
Catching up on my summer blockbusters. Here's what I've watched since finals ended, in alphabetical order:

The 40 year old Virgin
Batman Begins [I dig it, even though I kept thinking about Tom]
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (2005)
Fantastic 4 [Not so fantastic...]
Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy
I Heart Huckabees
The Interpreter
LOTR Trilogy [sigh...]
Sin City

My goodness, I do love the films. Maybe I'll have meself a little Catherine Keener-fest. Or a Jessica Alba-fest.

The other thing I've been doing a lot of is shopping. With my parents. Which means I can have almost anything I want. They try to dress me in designer goods, I take them to Old Navy and choose out two nice going out tops for myself. They let me loose in the local upscale mall and I come home with a cutting board. We go to Bed & Bath and I come home with a frying pan. Yes, I've got a little bit of nesting on the mind.

I know this is how my parents show me love, especially because I'm a student and I never come home anymore. But I'm starting to get caught up in the materialism of it, instead of the spirit of it, if there is a spirit. I think tomorrow we're going to the outlets. Oh, the worst is when we go to Costco. It took me a year to finish that jug of olive oil ...