My plan for the weekend
1) Get over whatever weird mope has taken over my brain in the last 36 hours. Or, if not actually get over it, then at least ignore really hard in its direction.
2) Pick up all the random crap from various trips/events/grocery/shopping trips that is lying around my apartment.
3) Take out garbage and recycling. ALL of the recycling.
4) Take those two boxes of books back down to the basement.
5) Put away my laundry.
6) Scrape the cat hair that's accumlated since LAST Saturday off the rug, vacuum it, and then freaking give up and roll up and put away the freaking rug until the cats stop shedding half their body weight in hair every single day.
7) Put together list of things I need for my vacation, which starts in less than seven days thank the kind powers that run this universe.
8) Try not to put my head down and cry every single time Gonzo sings "I'm Going to Go Back There Someday;" see above, re: Item #1.
ETA: 9) Having gotten weird looks from neighbors and caught reflection in laundry room windows, try to remember that although it keeps your hair out of your face and off your neck, this two-pony-tails-twisted-around-on-the-sides-of-the-head thing you've got going on looks really stupid.
Otherwise:
1) abyssinia4077 has a link to the new Serenity trailer in her journal. After some whinging and angst and compulsive behavior, I am completely on board with its utter shinitude.
2) I watched American Psycho last night. So much nekkid or near nekkid Bale. Also a lot of icky stuff with various sharp tools, power and otherwise. Preliminary verdict: I seem to fall on the "brilliant satire" side of the fence rather than the "blatantly misogynistic" side. Please let me have spelled that right.
2) Pick up all the random crap from various trips/events/grocery/shopping trips that is lying around my apartment.
3) Take out garbage and recycling. ALL of the recycling.
4) Take those two boxes of books back down to the basement.
5) Put away my laundry.
6) Scrape the cat hair that's accumlated since LAST Saturday off the rug, vacuum it, and then freaking give up and roll up and put away the freaking rug until the cats stop shedding half their body weight in hair every single day.
7) Put together list of things I need for my vacation, which starts in less than seven days thank the kind powers that run this universe.
8) Try not to put my head down and cry every single time Gonzo sings "I'm Going to Go Back There Someday;" see above, re: Item #1.
ETA: 9) Having gotten weird looks from neighbors and caught reflection in laundry room windows, try to remember that although it keeps your hair out of your face and off your neck, this two-pony-tails-twisted-around-on-the-sides-of-the-head thing you've got going on looks really stupid.
Otherwise:
1) abyssinia4077 has a link to the new Serenity trailer in her journal. After some whinging and angst and compulsive behavior, I am completely on board with its utter shinitude.
2) I watched American Psycho last night. So much nekkid or near nekkid Bale. Also a lot of icky stuff with various sharp tools, power and otherwise. Preliminary verdict: I seem to fall on the "brilliant satire" side of the fence rather than the "blatantly misogynistic" side. Please let me have spelled that right.