LOL INSOMNIA
Instead of sleeping, like I should be, I have a wicked amount of energy and am instead watching "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix" with my sister and her friends. Well, I was, but they've all fallen asleep and I'm still awake. I think it's because I'm the only sober one, but whatever. There you have it. Beer makes you miss movies. I'm also burning Harry Potter 7 (audio book) for her, since she finally wants to read it. WTF CDS. WHY DO YOU ONLY FIT ONE OR TWO CHAPTERS EACH?
So, I'm heading off for L.A. tomorrow (today?), and will be there for a week or so (I say "or so" because I'm not really sure). I'm...totally blank on what I want to pack. Knitting-wise, I mean. I've gotten into the annoying habit of really only wearing five or six items of clothing, like the classy lady I am. But I really can't even decide at all what to take. I've got some Noro sock yarn, and the vague desire to make a hat, or something with my handspun, but I really sort of don't have any needles here, they're all at Wells.
FUUUUCK. Why can't I sleep??? I laid in bed for like, two hours trying to fall asleep, the fucking Newsies soundtrack playing in my head the whole time, and when I finally dropped off, Darcy and her friends came over and woke me up. I felt like crying, but just got up and packed. They then decided to watch a movie, and I was going to yell at them for being loud, but then when they chose OotP, I decided to watch it with them. We're only half an hour in, and already two of the three of them have fallen asleep. I was going to justify staying up even though I should really be in bed by plying 4 oz of Blue Face Leicester, but my spinning wheel is apparently "too loud" for the girls who want to watch movies at three in the morning. O HAI THAR LOGIK.
PS: The kids in this movie seriously need to take some sarcasm lessons. Seamus with "Oh let's see um because of you," with really odd emphasis on parts of the sentence, and Harry with his "Oh I don't know how about Lord Voldemort?" with scarcely a pause before Voldie's name, take some lessons from Snape, plz. He actually understands the finer points of being an ass.
Also, what is up with Psychic!Hermione? She sees Harry's "I Must Not Tell Lies" hand from a distance, asks, "What's wrong with your hand?" and when he says, "Nothing," she immediately responds, "Harry, you must tell Dumbledore!" How...exactly does she jump to the immediate conclusion that someone's carving up his hand? I mean, someone is, but how the hell does she know that?
HAY. A POLL TIEM.
Poll WHAAAAAT SHOULD I KNIIIIIT???I really WANT to sleep, but lying in bed is totally unprofitable at this point. What I want is for it to be morning, so I can get a bunch of shit done--I have to go to the bank and post office, wash and hang my BFL (when it's done plying), set up my sister's computer, and put away any of my things (spinning wheel, computer, PS2) that I don't want beer and boy germs to land on.
PPS: Maggie Smith, let's please have children.
PPPS: Chuck Norris's boggart is Neville Longbottom.
So, I'm heading off for L.A. tomorrow (today?), and will be there for a week or so (I say "or so" because I'm not really sure). I'm...totally blank on what I want to pack. Knitting-wise, I mean. I've gotten into the annoying habit of really only wearing five or six items of clothing, like the classy lady I am. But I really can't even decide at all what to take. I've got some Noro sock yarn, and the vague desire to make a hat, or something with my handspun, but I really sort of don't have any needles here, they're all at Wells.
FUUUUCK. Why can't I sleep??? I laid in bed for like, two hours trying to fall asleep, the fucking Newsies soundtrack playing in my head the whole time, and when I finally dropped off, Darcy and her friends came over and woke me up. I felt like crying, but just got up and packed. They then decided to watch a movie, and I was going to yell at them for being loud, but then when they chose OotP, I decided to watch it with them. We're only half an hour in, and already two of the three of them have fallen asleep. I was going to justify staying up even though I should really be in bed by plying 4 oz of Blue Face Leicester, but my spinning wheel is apparently "too loud" for the girls who want to watch movies at three in the morning. O HAI THAR LOGIK.
PS: The kids in this movie seriously need to take some sarcasm lessons. Seamus with "Oh let's see um because of you," with really odd emphasis on parts of the sentence, and Harry with his "Oh I don't know how about Lord Voldemort?" with scarcely a pause before Voldie's name, take some lessons from Snape, plz. He actually understands the finer points of being an ass.
Also, what is up with Psychic!Hermione? She sees Harry's "I Must Not Tell Lies" hand from a distance, asks, "What's wrong with your hand?" and when he says, "Nothing," she immediately responds, "Harry, you must tell Dumbledore!" How...exactly does she jump to the immediate conclusion that someone's carving up his hand? I mean, someone is, but how the hell does she know that?
HAY. A POLL TIEM.
Poll WHAAAAAT SHOULD I KNIIIIIT???I really WANT to sleep, but lying in bed is totally unprofitable at this point. What I want is for it to be morning, so I can get a bunch of shit done--I have to go to the bank and post office, wash and hang my BFL (when it's done plying), set up my sister's computer, and put away any of my things (spinning wheel, computer, PS2) that I don't want beer and boy germs to land on.
PPS: Maggie Smith, let's please have children.
PPPS: Chuck Norris's boggart is Neville Longbottom.