a day

Today I was woken up, as usual (lately), by Arwen Isobel merrily jumping all over me. She usually bounds up, wags her tail, runs over me a few times, and then settles in next to me.

I'm feeling better today, but I don't want to make guarantees; I've been using the Zicam individual swabs, and they seem to be helping. I didn't have much energy, but I also didn't have a sore throat or much impulse to cough.

So, after watching a mediocre movie (which I'll get to momentarily), I called hyper_ballad to see if she still wanted to do something tonight, and she did, but the thing is that we were both so unenthusiastic and out of it that we mostly both sat around and stared into space. Sometimes my tendency to daydream is interpreted as boredom or bitchiness, but I don't mean anything by it; it would have been hard if I had been hanging out with someone who was feeling "up" and conversational and stuff. At the same time, I'm sorry Nat wasn't feeling well. We could have gone with Kat and Val to play Pump It Up at the arcade, but neither of us was feeling up to it at all. I can't believe Xmas break is almost over for them.

I was supposed to meet Nat at the coffee shop & ended up meeting her next door at the pottery studio. Sat there for a while, then went over to the bookstore, where almost all the clearance calendars are already gone, and those that aren't overwhelmingly tend to feature either Star Wars Ep 2, cute fuzzy animals, tractors/barns/cows, or members of fading boy bands. Strangely an entire contingent of ppl who had been at the coffee shop showed up at the bookstore around the same time - I think three groups of us, independent of each other. I had two calendars and the new Somerset Studios held for me, since I'd spent my $ at the coffee shop. I can go back tomorrow and pick up one of the calendars and a magazine. We always buy a clearance calendar to keep on the wall in the kitchen and write all over.

After that I came home and helped the momster pull her hair through a highlighting cap. She now has some copper and strawberry blonde strands among the burgundy. Good for mom. Also, watched the ends of movies that I wasn't interested in watching (see above re highlighting caps - they were just "on"), and popped in my LOTR:FOTR Extended dvd to see the easter eggs, which I just read about yesterday. I hadn't seen the MTV movie awards skit with Jack Black and Sarah Michelle Gellar; it's pretty funny; Jack gets a Prince Albert with The One Ring.

Which brings me to my complaining. Is it VERY hard to make a decent movie about late 18th / early 19th century France? I've seen a couple of bad ones lately. Today was The Affair of the Necklace, which might have been good had it not been directed by Charles Shyer (just check out his IMDB profile if you don't catch my meaning). I also saw Quills a few weeks ago and was fabulously unimpressed. Ooooohhh, it's so subversive. Ooooooh, doesn't Kate Winslet play a naughty innocent so well. Oooooooh, wasn't de Sade daring. And aren't we naughty and daring and subversive and on so smart to be making this movie? Aren't we subtly sticking it to The Establishment? Aren't we making really perceptive points about art and artists? Blah blah blah. Joaquin Phoenix being hot was not enough to save that movie. I know other people who liked it, but I felt like the director was simply trying too hard. Plus? Total Amadeus ripoff in a way you probably won't understand until you see it.
( I watched movies yesterday, too. )

cement teddy bears! - a totally rockin' prank!

( it's a bit long, though. )

capsule review of today

A) napped a lot and had really, really weird cool dreams that I will actually post about later. Well, Clifford the Music Store Clerk telling my mom that I was "dirty" was not cool - he meant it strictly in a "doesn't ever shower" way, and in the dream I was ultra-pissed-off because I had JUST TAKEN A SHOWER - but overall they might actually be interesting, if I told them as a story.

B) attempted to bathe the dog. well, succeeded, but at great price. let's just say that she killed many of my legions & now all i want to do is go back to sleep. she was very nippy to me, and i think baths are moving out of the big shower stall in the master bath, and back into the big sink in the garage. but i'm doggie-sitting, and arriving soon will be a decaf gingerbread latte with my name on it.

C) she really kicked b-cat's butt today. about time. he attacked her, chased her, and followed her into her crate, where she pinned him and he realized he was outmatched. fortunately, there were no injuries. except maybe b-cat's pride and dignity.

D) ahhhh, momster has returned. where is my latte?

E) mmm, latte, new Somerset Studios, and a book called The Love of Stones by Tobias Hill. lovely mommy, yes, yessssss.