It's funny--there's something about January that gets me into a really dreamy mood. It happens automatically; about a week in (you know, like... right now) I look up and realize it's on me again. I think a lot of it comes from the pile of books I usually accrue from my birthday and Christmas--the latter half of December, bleeding over into January ( Read more... )

So. Tired in a very lazy, self-indulgent way. I don't know if it's the holidays or the birthdays or what, but I've got to get over this dragginess--however pleasant it might be at the moment--at some point. I am, however, going to see Avatar on Sunday, and am working on some kind of zen meditation to rope off my EXTREME WEARINESS of the hype I've ( Read more... )

So I have a full-blown sinus blarg now, all in my ears and throat and chest, which explains a lot about the dizzy spells. Fnarr.

So! First of all! The experience of the early preview itself, aside from the movie: ( I HAVE SEEN THE SPARKLE AND LIVED TO TELL THE TALE )

I know people for whom Friday the 13ths are actually lucky; I am not one of them. But--knock on wood--so far, things are going pretty well.

( SPARKLEMAS COMES EARLY THIS YEAR )

So. Stuff.

We all went out to New York Pizza for Valkyrie's birthday yesterday (I am slightly obsessed with their Fire Island Fajita pizza. IT COMES WITH SALSA!), and then we went to see The Lovely Emily's new house, which is awesome, although I think the first words out of my mouth were, "God, it's huge! --You got yourself a lotta pokeweed there ( Read more... )

Miscellany:

I have tickets to Midnight Harry Potter! The Lovely Emily and I have done this for years now--maybe since Prisoner of Azkaban; certainly since Goblet of Fire, I can't remember. (I think GOF was the one where she nearly killed some photo-with-flash-taking kids in the row in front of us. With her knitting needles. And if she was knitting ( Read more... )

So: Sister Girl and I went to The Lovely Emily's wedding (you may remember her being mentioned in "Prisoner of Azkaban in Fifteen Minutes," if nothing else; we were roommates through most of college). The ceremony was out in Bluff Park; it started promptly at 2:00 pm and was over at 2:16, because Methodists know how to do this shit up right, and by ( Read more... )

I can say with great confidence that there will be no linkspam tonight, because I'm actually going out--the Lovely Emily's birthday is tomorrow, and her party is tonight (whee!). So... now you know.


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Okay. Doing a little better. A little less rageful now. Today's journal flashback: I finally remembered some very short voice posts I did on a trip to New Orleans in 2004 (this was when I was still dividing my journaling energies between LJ and Blogspot; I was calling in on my cell phone. Unscripted, by the way), and I went back and listened to ( Read more... )

I just want to put a word out here to The Lovely Emily: I'm so sorry that boys suck. If I'm shocked and upset, I can't imagine how you must feel. Anything you need, Valerie and I are here for you. (Well, we're not both physically here in the same state, but you get what I'm saying.)