Reading Watching Listening

Reading…

Nothing worth mentioning. I’m in one of those dry spells in enjoyable reading that happen with alarming regularity in grad school.

Watching…

Mozart in the Jungle. Joy the Baker did an awesome post about shows to binge watch. Seriously, read it here. I’m pretty sure Joy and I would be fabulous friends. Her comments on the sacredness of comfy-clothes-binge-watching-cat-snuggling nights, her cheering this aspect of adulthood, and her comments on the perfection of Olivia Pope’s outerwear all resonate SO STRONGLY with me. Not only was the post a delight but so were the comments. One show that routinely popped up in the comments was Mozart in the Jungle. It had intrigued me when I spotted it on Shomi. Bernadette Peters is so fabulous. Plus it’s about the New York Symphony. Strong premise. The comments put it over the top for me, so I started watching it, and I am so so so glad I did.

Listening…

This particular song gets in my head on a regular basis. As a result it makes a regular appearance on my shower song soundtrack. I love the whole soundtrack for If/Then (shocker, what with Idina Menzel and Anthony Rapp both starring), but I particularly love this track. There is something comforting in thinking that this is neither the best nor worst version of my life.