Oooh! Gang, did you hear that? A bonus day of class, plus Cordelia. Mix in a little rectal surgery and it’s my best day ever.

This is how days usually are: crap. A little more, a little less but generally, there is crap involved somewhere along the line.

This is how days should be: sleep in, go to university, have the last class of the term (for that course), go have a drink with said class and the prof, get interesting feedback on your film column by the prof, along with some compliments on your working style, your work ethic and your writing, buy “Visitandines” at Sprüngli (they finally had them, usually you are too late in the day), go to the movies, finally get into Ayn Rand’s “Atlas Shrugged” during the commercials, see a new star being born (Sam Worthington), spend the rest of the night wandering around the multiplex with the head operator, peeking into trailers and movie beginnings, seeing new projectors and getting the latest news about the new digital installations. And finally: go home with an invitation to get snuck into a press screening the next day. NB: look fabulous all day.

Yeah… that’s how days should be.

Live long and prosper, peace,

Anna