They DO do that!
I've got our psychotic kitty sleeping on my lap right this second. :3 How adorably classic~ eee. She also sits there in front of the screen following the arrow... aahh~~ 8D
I love cats.
Alright, saw Julie&Julia... a few hours ago... . Man. I just loved it!
I love it when movies just lift my spirits up, it's like, it's all I needed. I felt so inspired.
Until I looked up crap about the actual Julia and Julie. [Uhh... Spoiler?] I found it.... odd that Julia turned out to 'hate' Julie, and how she still finished with her cooking; boning the duck. But it wasn't that that turned my spirits down a little. I read on wiki that after gaining some 'fame' Julie Powell [was it?] had an affair, which wasn't in the movie... bummer, Julie.
But hey, that was kinda the point of the movie. Don't idolize something or someone and shape yourself out from that or them because, well, they may not be so sugarcoated.
Sweet. I'm like my own therapist [when sane enough].
Amy Adams', uh, 'look' I liked, though. I just realized something about myself... that's my type. If I were dating a girl or had to describe my type or whatever, I'd say that. Somewhat boy-ish, short-hair [definitely], y'know. She doesn't dress boy-ish throughout, but that's part of it, too. Blahh. Lesbian thoughts'll override me if I don't stop right there. :U;
I'm contemplating making this journal public.... from here on, at least. Contemplating.
I'm a bit tired but too... inspired to sleep.
I did go to Michael's today after all. Crafty heaven for me. Pfft.
I'm gonna be a fucking housewife. =/
Biggest job in the world. And I want it. >/
And I'm gonna kick ass-- 'cause I KNOW I can persue an 'important' career, but that's not what I want. So... suck, um, it.
I love cats.
Alright, saw Julie&Julia... a few hours ago... . Man. I just loved it!
I love it when movies just lift my spirits up, it's like, it's all I needed. I felt so inspired.
Until I looked up crap about the actual Julia and Julie. [Uhh... Spoiler?] I found it.... odd that Julia turned out to 'hate' Julie, and how she still finished with her cooking; boning the duck. But it wasn't that that turned my spirits down a little. I read on wiki that after gaining some 'fame' Julie Powell [was it?] had an affair, which wasn't in the movie... bummer, Julie.
But hey, that was kinda the point of the movie. Don't idolize something or someone and shape yourself out from that or them because, well, they may not be so sugarcoated.
Sweet. I'm like my own therapist [when sane enough].
Amy Adams', uh, 'look' I liked, though. I just realized something about myself... that's my type. If I were dating a girl or had to describe my type or whatever, I'd say that. Somewhat boy-ish, short-hair [definitely], y'know. She doesn't dress boy-ish throughout, but that's part of it, too. Blahh. Lesbian thoughts'll override me if I don't stop right there. :U;
I'm contemplating making this journal public.... from here on, at least. Contemplating.
I'm a bit tired but too... inspired to sleep.
I did go to Michael's today after all. Crafty heaven for me. Pfft.
I'm gonna be a fucking housewife. =/
Biggest job in the world. And I want it. >/
And I'm gonna kick ass-- 'cause I KNOW I can persue an 'important' career, but that's not what I want. So... suck, um, it.