Though I tend not to watch a lot of TV, I’ve noticed that since I’m living without one, I do occassionally want to veg out. I’ve been reading, drawing & getting out more since I moved in to my new place, but sometimes zoning out and choosing not to exercise my mind is exactly what I need. In light of that, I went to see The 40 Year-Old Virgin last night. Fluff, but adult, entertaining fluff all the same, and nowhere near as bad as I thought it’d be.

I may take advantage of Seattle’s more artsy movie theaters and see Broken Flowers tonight.