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que pensaba en la piscina esta mañana? no recuerdo. un pensamiento sobre este blog, seguro. quizas fue que debo escribir algo, tanto como entendi el español mejor que puedo, pero algo, aunque esta compremetido esta espacio... quizas nadie lo vea, que esta bien. porque lo que voy a escribir es privado. voy a usar el espacio aqui para tener las notas sobre los dos libros que esto escribiendo y lo voy a usar como una maquina de escribir, no computadora, sin la potencial de cambiar... voy en una direccion directa. no miro atras.

the movie The Libertine. I identified with the character, his excesses, his ability to thrive without the acceptance of others. i recall someone telling me -- scott, i think -- that he had never met someone who cared so little what others thought of himself. the movie didn't judge really, and reason versus faith argument wasn't sentimental, the movie wasn't sentimental at all. i think i may watch it again. it was more thoughtful -- and relevant to the way we live -- than most people were willing to credit it with. plus, there were these scenes of the period theatre. i should make a collection of such scenes, such movies, from Finding Neverland to Topsy Turvy to the morality play scenes in The Reckoning.

It has been two months since I pursued The Nineteenth Century and kept a record of the goal of watching 1001 movies in 2006. I have certainly watched movies; i wonder if i can catch up.

only if i withdraw and unplug from the many internet distractions