My very insightful analysis of Casino Royale...
...which I finally saw last night:
Daniel Craig is direly sexy.
This movie was about half an hour too long.
Yep, that's it, that's all I've got. :-) Actually, I don't necessarily think the movie is too long, it was just definitely too long for me at a 10pm showing when I was hung over and had only slept 4 hours the night before. I almost cried with exhaustion at the fourth false ending. But before that I was way into it. I wonder if Daniel Craig will be showing up in any celebrity poker tournaments anytime soon. :)
Agenda for this weekend is to reclaim my: space (from my sister, god bless her), time (from, um, everyone), mind (from unproductive wheel-spinning relationship overanalysis), and body (from the couch, Christmas cookies, and guys who forget momentarily that they have a girlfriend). I am just so bone tired from the last couple of weeks, and I haven't been prioritizing self-care at all. As a result, I've become increasingly moody the last few days and just feel out of sorts, a little disoriented. In the past, sometimes the problem has been that I don't know how to make myself feel better, I just get mired in what's wrong and how I feel and can't dig myself out of it. But I do know how to self-soothe, I know that I can feel better, and if anything, I'm mad at myself for not, I don't know, sticking up for myself more and prioritizing my own needs. Sorry, I know that's really process-y psychobabble...that's what years of therapy will do for you. Give you the amazing insights like "I feel better about everything if I sleep well" and "Time really does heal all wounds. Huh. Who knew?" while also making you fluent in psych-speak.
So, tomorrow (after working 7:30 to 12, ugh...): cleaning my room and bathroom, laundry, yoga, knitting, a good workout at the gym, maybe a dvd and some good red wine, and as little interaction with other people as possible.
As soon as my coworker gets back from lunch, I am going home and taking a 45-minute power-nap, which I need much more than food right now, and also can't do at work (I can eat here, if need be). And hope that next week, life returns to normal.
Daniel Craig is direly sexy.
This movie was about half an hour too long.
Yep, that's it, that's all I've got. :-) Actually, I don't necessarily think the movie is too long, it was just definitely too long for me at a 10pm showing when I was hung over and had only slept 4 hours the night before. I almost cried with exhaustion at the fourth false ending. But before that I was way into it. I wonder if Daniel Craig will be showing up in any celebrity poker tournaments anytime soon. :)
Agenda for this weekend is to reclaim my: space (from my sister, god bless her), time (from, um, everyone), mind (from unproductive wheel-spinning relationship overanalysis), and body (from the couch, Christmas cookies, and guys who forget momentarily that they have a girlfriend). I am just so bone tired from the last couple of weeks, and I haven't been prioritizing self-care at all. As a result, I've become increasingly moody the last few days and just feel out of sorts, a little disoriented. In the past, sometimes the problem has been that I don't know how to make myself feel better, I just get mired in what's wrong and how I feel and can't dig myself out of it. But I do know how to self-soothe, I know that I can feel better, and if anything, I'm mad at myself for not, I don't know, sticking up for myself more and prioritizing my own needs. Sorry, I know that's really process-y psychobabble...that's what years of therapy will do for you. Give you the amazing insights like "I feel better about everything if I sleep well" and "Time really does heal all wounds. Huh. Who knew?" while also making you fluent in psych-speak.
So, tomorrow (after working 7:30 to 12, ugh...): cleaning my room and bathroom, laundry, yoga, knitting, a good workout at the gym, maybe a dvd and some good red wine, and as little interaction with other people as possible.
As soon as my coworker gets back from lunch, I am going home and taking a 45-minute power-nap, which I need much more than food right now, and also can't do at work (I can eat here, if need be). And hope that next week, life returns to normal.