We may be stupid, but we're not clever.

Ok, so. The Office is on tv. It's the episode when Holly first arrives, and Dwight and Meredith have just put a raccoon in Holly's car, and there is a Ferris wheel, and a moon bounce, which Kevin is extremely excited about. I wish they hadn't gotten rid of Holly. I like her. Haven't seen the newest two episodes yet though, so I don't know what's going on.

Steve Carell is a lovely man. He doesn't even need to do anything; he can just stare straight ahead, doing nothing, and he's completely hilarious. I remember on Ellen a while ago, she was saying that. That everyone just has a mood that their face exudes, when they're really neutral, not making any face, relaxed. And Steve Carell looks naturally angry, with his furrowed-looking brow. And Ellen said she looks scared, which was true. I think I naturally look ticked off.

Hahahahh one of my favorite storylines of this season...that Holly thinks Kevin is mentally challenged. So great. Cause, if you didn't know Kevin, he really looks that way. And I love that Kevin just thinks she likes him. So so good.

Another thing: Michael's crying, that's perfectly amazing. Like he's in pain. And crying. And exerting so much effort.

I'm reading Octavian Nothing, which has a ridiculously long title. The Astonishing Life of Octavian Nothing, Traitor to the Nation, Volume 1: The Pox Party. Not as bad as Mr. Hodgman. But still.

When I first skimmed it, I was worried that the style of the writing, the old English, would be like Shakespeare was/is sometimes for me: too complicated and full so that I can't just read straight through, like a normal book, but that I need to really focus, sentence by sentence, to get the full meaning of the text. But it's not like that. Even though the speech is antiquated, I can understand it fine, and it's really interesting and relatable and feels real, which is sometimes hard for me to grasp with older style writing. So that's good.

I had a plan in December to read 50 books by the beginning of the next December, but then I only read one book, and there was a week and a half of December left, so I am going to have that be my new year's resolution. After both volumes of Octavian, I'm going to read Looking for Alaska for the second time, then Katherines, then maybe Gatsby, Animal Farm, When You Are Engulfed in Flames, 1984, and Mr. Hodgman's new book.

This is really boring. This blog post.

Hugh Laurie and Stephen Fry are brilliant: