are we dancer?
I have had the most wonderful day. Considering I spent the majority of it at home by myself, I'm fairly cheerful. :)
Mads Mikkelsen is one of my favourite actors - and it doesn't hurt that he's got the most heart-stopping cheekbones in the world. If it weren't for the existence of Johnny Depp, Mads would be my dream husband. I began my day with "After The Wedding" - a really moving film about a Danish man's humanitarian exploits (oxymoron, anyone?) in India, and the decisions he has to make when he encounters some demons (or perhaps angels) from his past. The film opened with Mads' character setting up an orphanage in India and speaking Hindi with the impoverished children there - and it was therefore basically an orgasm for my soul. And I haven't even mentioned the carefully crafted family dramas that unfurl as the story progresses. A gorgeous film to wake up to.
Checking my email this morning, I was pretty overwhelmed by the kind, generous feedback that readers left on Tequila And Itching Powder - I was so nervous about posting it, because it had lost all humour for me after I'd read and edited it for the hundredth time, so it was such a pleasant surprise to see that people enjoyed it! I really need to learn how to relax by the time I post fic - I get so unhealthily wound up!
Anyway, back to my belle journée. After walks in the wind and cigarettes in the sun, I finally got around to cleaning my pigsty room (at last, I'm writing this at my desk, as opposed to my bed!) with everything from KC & The Sunshine Band to The Killers blaring out of my speakers, providing a spectacularly dancey soundtrack to my afternoon. But that's not all. Oh no. I found my Istanbul DVD, nearly completed my Economics assessment, made epic progress with an annoyingly difficult Sernando fic, and convinced my little sister to tidy up the living room. Heck yeah.
Okay, so it might not sound like much. But nothing went wrong today, which is so unusual. It was just one little triumph after another. One moment flowed onto the next, seamlessly and painlessly, in a smooth blur of peaceful accomplishment. And after several months of anxiety and pent-up frustration, it's so lovely to have been able to enjoy a relaxing day at home. :)
Mads Mikkelsen is one of my favourite actors - and it doesn't hurt that he's got the most heart-stopping cheekbones in the world. If it weren't for the existence of Johnny Depp, Mads would be my dream husband. I began my day with "After The Wedding" - a really moving film about a Danish man's humanitarian exploits (oxymoron, anyone?) in India, and the decisions he has to make when he encounters some demons (or perhaps angels) from his past. The film opened with Mads' character setting up an orphanage in India and speaking Hindi with the impoverished children there - and it was therefore basically an orgasm for my soul. And I haven't even mentioned the carefully crafted family dramas that unfurl as the story progresses. A gorgeous film to wake up to.
Checking my email this morning, I was pretty overwhelmed by the kind, generous feedback that readers left on Tequila And Itching Powder - I was so nervous about posting it, because it had lost all humour for me after I'd read and edited it for the hundredth time, so it was such a pleasant surprise to see that people enjoyed it! I really need to learn how to relax by the time I post fic - I get so unhealthily wound up!
Anyway, back to my belle journée. After walks in the wind and cigarettes in the sun, I finally got around to cleaning my pigsty room (at last, I'm writing this at my desk, as opposed to my bed!) with everything from KC & The Sunshine Band to The Killers blaring out of my speakers, providing a spectacularly dancey soundtrack to my afternoon. But that's not all. Oh no. I found my Istanbul DVD, nearly completed my Economics assessment, made epic progress with an annoyingly difficult Sernando fic, and convinced my little sister to tidy up the living room. Heck yeah.
Okay, so it might not sound like much. But nothing went wrong today, which is so unusual. It was just one little triumph after another. One moment flowed onto the next, seamlessly and painlessly, in a smooth blur of peaceful accomplishment. And after several months of anxiety and pent-up frustration, it's so lovely to have been able to enjoy a relaxing day at home. :)