esperando a Godard..

So I've just now found this little gem of a book, that I purchased at this thrift store in Old San Juan, hidden beneath a pile of seasons of bad sitcoms and my passport (which is just lovely to find just laying about). The title of it is Esperando a Godard, and though i've yet not started to read it, I read the summary on the back and it is brilliant. Whenever I find the opportunity between the obscene amount of schoolwork I have and my many futile attempts at an active social life, I'll definitely read it and perhaps put up some excerpts. It is in Spanish though, so I advise all of you to become by bilingual by then, trust me, it'll be worth it.
Oh, I'm also really digging the fact how right under a blog like this with cinematic references and words with more than two syllables, you see a blog regarding mine and my friend's vulgar and teenage little adolescent regarding my (our) newest vice: True Blood.
Do not judge, it is brilliant. So all of you pretentious hipster snobs, I hope the L Train implodes..

on that note, i'm off to continue this just sickening amount of homework, and then hopefully pass out. at around midnight. hurrahh!