It's snowing and yet there are no clouds overhead, nor any wind to brush it form the rooftops. I wish I didn't feel so lost and unhappy all the time.
Going to try and write some shorts for various webzines this month. Can't bring myself to care about my Canadian Literature class anymore, or my success in said class. I'm not particularly good at succeeding, so that's easy enough.
In the meantime,
Ladyhawke part 1 out of 12, because youtube is a wonderful place and this movie defines my childhood. I like mocking Matthew Broderick's terrible attempts at pronouncing French mercilessly. The intro music never fails to amuse, either, on similar levels to Nausicaa of the Valley of the Wind's terrible video game boss soundtrack moments. (
Which is also up, awesome.)
There's apparently a singer who calls herself Ladyhawke flying around now, too. I'm not sure whether I like it or not. I'd like to live in a watercolor desert dream.