David Sedaris' writing always gives me mixed feelings. One part of me envies his scattered experiences-- hitchhiking, being related to Amy Sedaris, the crazy fantasy world he seems to reside in. Realistically I know that most of his essays are probably filled with embellishments and that even if things happened the way they are written, I would most likely lose my cool in the situations he's placed in. If someone whose apartment I was supposed to clean thought I was a call girl, I certainly wouldn't stick around and vacuum like he did. Or having a brother like Rooster. That alone would be enough to convince me to avoid family holidays.
Then, of course, there's the desire that I could write with the wit and borderline zaniness that pervades the Sedaris family. Certainly almost everyone who reads his books feels that way (or at least everyone who thinks themself a writer), and I go from feeling inspired to feeling discouraged and rather douche-like and back again. I guess that's the effect a good (or great) writer can have on a person.
Right now I'm reading Naked, which is excruciatingly funny and difficult to put down. I began last night while visiting Theresa at work (or more accurately: sitting around at Theresa's work waiting for a break in customers), have already eaten up the first 3/4 of the book.
And now I must return to the living room, where the remaining stories are calling my name.

The (belated) end of an era

A year behind the hype, I finally finished Season 5 of "Queer as Folk." So sad. For how great every other episode of QAF was, the finale left something to be desired. Not that it wasn't well-made -- because it was-- but I hate the way finales try to wrap things up in 50 minutes or less. At least give me an hour and a half. Then maybe things have time to progress to a point where when Justin moves to NYC, it isn't the end of him and Brian. And what about Emmett? He meets some dude from Hazelhurst, and then what?

There were some parts that were traditional QAF, but overall, I'm left underwhelmed and overly disappointed.
And that says a lot, considering how obsessed with watching the series I was this summer.

Oh well. All good shows must come to an end.