Blanket of Snow
Damn, are you getting a load of this snow? It's insane...
I mean, I realize its a Michigan winter out there, but this is just craziness.
Found out we're getting some good stuff at work soon, like The Passions of Christ--the new Mel Gibson joint done entirely in aramaic and latin. What with my great love of dead languages and religious mythos, it should fit me like a glove. We're also getting The Butterfly Effect, another in a logn series of films designed to test whether or not funny actors can be serious. I wait with baited breath.
I still haven't seen Lost in Translation or Return of the King. I really need to get on that.
I'm feeling pretty sad due to things with H. He never tells me anything anymore, everything is some big kind of secret. I guess I'm just sick of not being able to get simple questions asnwered--especially when we have so many other rather tenuous issues. He just doesn't give any indication that he notices or gives a flying crap about my feelings. I dont' know...maybe I'm just moody.
Anywhoo...work all day for me today, and half day tomorrow. Then K and N are coming over to have calimari salad with Ryan and myself. I have this wierd feeling about defrosting the squid in water, how you're supposed to do it. I keep thinking its going to be all gross and squishy and moving around. But that's just silly, isn't it?
I mean, I realize its a Michigan winter out there, but this is just craziness.
Found out we're getting some good stuff at work soon, like The Passions of Christ--the new Mel Gibson joint done entirely in aramaic and latin. What with my great love of dead languages and religious mythos, it should fit me like a glove. We're also getting The Butterfly Effect, another in a logn series of films designed to test whether or not funny actors can be serious. I wait with baited breath.
I still haven't seen Lost in Translation or Return of the King. I really need to get on that.
I'm feeling pretty sad due to things with H. He never tells me anything anymore, everything is some big kind of secret. I guess I'm just sick of not being able to get simple questions asnwered--especially when we have so many other rather tenuous issues. He just doesn't give any indication that he notices or gives a flying crap about my feelings. I dont' know...maybe I'm just moody.
Anywhoo...work all day for me today, and half day tomorrow. Then K and N are coming over to have calimari salad with Ryan and myself. I have this wierd feeling about defrosting the squid in water, how you're supposed to do it. I keep thinking its going to be all gross and squishy and moving around. But that's just silly, isn't it?
