Feeling a lot better today, less anxious. I actually slept fairly well last night, and I just finished eating a real lunch. Plus my roommate has made it a goal to get me to start eating "real people food" (ie, not sandwiches for dinner all the time). (Although I do make really fucking good sandwiches after all that practice.) I am powering through computers at work, and I got a huge amount of dishes done last night-- those dishes had really been like a freaking albatross around my neck. Next goals: clean my rat's cage/clip her nails and paint my desk! (I am really turning into my parents with the latter-- starting DIY projects and never getting around to finishing them. We've had some floorboards pulled up at home for a couple years now, and our living room is half painted, half bare walls.) Anyway, I think not having a computer is good for me this week, although I could maybe get some schoolwork done if I had it.
I watched Atonement while I was doing the dishes, and I actually really liked it. Some of the trailers are a bit misleading-- there were two different ones, one was pushing the "romance" angle and the other was pushing the "complicated emotional storyline filled with guilt and regret, plus there's a war" angle. I obviously think it's more the second-- I wouldn't necessarily call it a romance movie, more a period drama with a large romantic sideplot, and I generally don't mind romance in movies if it's not the main focus. (Plus I think James McAvoy's hot.) There's one thing I really don't get, though.
The whole thing hangs on Briony reading and understanding the letter at the beginning. If she didn't understand the letter, there's no plot. But when I was 11 years old, I definitely did not know what the word "cunt" meant. I don't think I'd even ever heard the word "cunt." And I doubt that a girl in the 40s from a well-to-do family would be more likely to.