October 24th, 2006

Roman

Ah katherine...

Last night Paul started to play back an interview Dick Cavett did with Katherine Hepburn several years ago. After about five or ten minutes I went to bed and I heard him turn the television off. Tonight he has popped it on again, presumably under the impression that I want to watch it as much as he does. But I don't. I made some sarcastic comments about her and he followed up with some lame thing about how she couldn't have been that bad or Spencer Tracy wouldn't have put up with her. Shit, he had his own issues, we all know that. 

Anyway, I am sitting here at the computer feeling like I should pretend interest or else this thing will loom its head night after night, like Mother Dearest and the uneaten dinner.