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Jan. 2nd, 2002 03:55 amThe story of my day is like so:
Last night I didn't go to bed. I fell asleep, but without intending to. I meant to lie in bed and read, and instead I unconsciously burrowed under a pillow and passed out. This was probably sometime around 330AM or so, I don't know. I last recall showing my mother a website with a zillion styles of slippers, because she needs a new pair. She says she came out and turned off the light.
I woke at 9AM because I had to go to the bathroom. The momster was in bed, asleep, a remote control in her hand. I took it and switched off the TV; this was on my way to the bathroom. Her eyelids snapped open and I said, "You're asleep, I turned off the TV." She replied, "Oh, OK," and closed her eyes. I did my business and went to snuggle under the blankets (warm!) - where I apparently fell asleep again, because next thing I knew it was 5PM.
Got up at 5PM. Briefly considered going out dancing, but elected not to because I decided I wasn't really in the mood for the long drive there and back. Ended up going to the movies with the momster to see Kate and Leopold, because she likes the twinkly BS Meg Ryan Romantic Comedies that the studios seem intent on foisting on the public every December.
The theater only had perhaps 15 people in it. We ran out of cash for snacks, so I was a bit disgruntled (I don't sit through movies that I don't want to see unless I have a good supply of raisinets and cherry coke with me). Movie was soooooooo painfully predictable, but there were a few genuine laughs, mostly delivered by Breckin Meyer's character. Meg Ryan is starting to look haggard, and her hair in the movie is painfully bad. I really don't like the choppy look on anything longer than about 3" or so, and combined with a straightening iron, it's a bad scene. Hugh Jackman is pretty swoony, and it's too bad his well-played character was part of such contrived fluff. (Though, the lack of historical research done by the writers was also pretty painful; for one example, he wouldn't have known much about La Boheme - it was first performed in 1896.) Verdict? Hmmmm. Meh, with some high points and good jokes. There's a good movie hidden in there somewhere, but this wasn't it.
Now I'm going to... finish my laundry, read for a while, go to sleep. I'm not particularly tired yet, but I didn't think I was last night, either.
Last night I didn't go to bed. I fell asleep, but without intending to. I meant to lie in bed and read, and instead I unconsciously burrowed under a pillow and passed out. This was probably sometime around 330AM or so, I don't know. I last recall showing my mother a website with a zillion styles of slippers, because she needs a new pair. She says she came out and turned off the light.
I woke at 9AM because I had to go to the bathroom. The momster was in bed, asleep, a remote control in her hand. I took it and switched off the TV; this was on my way to the bathroom. Her eyelids snapped open and I said, "You're asleep, I turned off the TV." She replied, "Oh, OK," and closed her eyes. I did my business and went to snuggle under the blankets (warm!) - where I apparently fell asleep again, because next thing I knew it was 5PM.
Got up at 5PM. Briefly considered going out dancing, but elected not to because I decided I wasn't really in the mood for the long drive there and back. Ended up going to the movies with the momster to see Kate and Leopold, because she likes the twinkly BS Meg Ryan Romantic Comedies that the studios seem intent on foisting on the public every December.
The theater only had perhaps 15 people in it. We ran out of cash for snacks, so I was a bit disgruntled (I don't sit through movies that I don't want to see unless I have a good supply of raisinets and cherry coke with me). Movie was soooooooo painfully predictable, but there were a few genuine laughs, mostly delivered by Breckin Meyer's character. Meg Ryan is starting to look haggard, and her hair in the movie is painfully bad. I really don't like the choppy look on anything longer than about 3" or so, and combined with a straightening iron, it's a bad scene. Hugh Jackman is pretty swoony, and it's too bad his well-played character was part of such contrived fluff. (Though, the lack of historical research done by the writers was also pretty painful; for one example, he wouldn't have known much about La Boheme - it was first performed in 1896.) Verdict? Hmmmm. Meh, with some high points and good jokes. There's a good movie hidden in there somewhere, but this wasn't it.
Now I'm going to... finish my laundry, read for a while, go to sleep. I'm not particularly tired yet, but I didn't think I was last night, either.
