This weekend was too amazing for you to handle. So to spare you the pain of having to stomach such awesome, I've decided to sum it up for y'all as best as I can.
On Sunday,
lily22 dropped by and the two of us went off to watch Pixar's new animated movie "Up" in which we both admitted to crying at because we realize that deep down inside we both have extremely creamy, sappy centers. We went for dinner afterward at Friday's ("What is this. All of the restaurant and restaurant related places are all on the left side of Route 10's one way street. I don't even think there's anything to eat on this si-OH MY GOD FRIDAY'S. I like their parking lot"). I learned a few things from this trip: 1. Lily can't park her car. Even if there are two open spaces side by side. She will still park in crooked. 2. Lily cuts her pasta if it is too long. 3. One Way signs need to be more specific to avoid tragedy. 4. We do not like talking hamsters - especially not animated-3D talking hamsters. 5. We both enjoy putting small things into abnormally large boxes.
This is the first time I've spoken to her in 6 months; it is the first time I've seen her face in a year. Interestingly enough, I didn't feel as if that much time has really soared over our heads at all. Needless to say, I felt very happy about that.
We discussed the ridiculous fail that Heroes has slowly become but that despite that, we still enjoy it. ("I swear everybody just up and dies in a fire. True facts.") It's like Pringles: Once you pop you just can't stop. Pringles, which the UK has never taken for legitimate food anyway. I don't know what that says about my fandom now.
Oh and we also came up with a new RP idea. More on this eventually.
This morning,
diamondsparks stopped by before work and we got to talking and watching little Japanese boys getting terrorized by talking fish (Thank you, Youtube). We chatted books, shows, and then went to lunch at the Macaroni Grill in which my body decided was the best time to exhibit a sudden onset of something suspiciously similar to salmonella. For about 30 minutes maximum. Then it nuzzled back to its normal failure of a biological self.
Also, she cannot tell the difference between statues of wolves and statues of pigs. ("It's a wolf" "Oh. I thought it was a pig." "Um." "It has piggy ears!")
Oh and she helped out with this new RP idea. More on this eventually.
howlings has been revamped and dusted. I have three short stories in the making. And yes, I am posting them. This sudden need to write like Thoreau on steroids is probably the result of hours of extreme reading. Yet again, I spend more time at the local Borders than I do in my own bedroom.
Speaking of, some of you have requested to find out what I've been currently reading. I have already read "TTTW" and "Atonement" but they are so beautifully written I simply find myself reading them over and over. They are always on my list.
1. RICHARD POWERS | The Echo Maker
2. AUDREY NIFFENEGGER | The Time Traveler’s Wife
3. JOSE SARAMAGO | Blindness
4. IAN MCEWAN | Atonement
5. MARGARET ATWOOD | The Blind Assassin
6. MARGARET ATWOOD | Bodily Harm
7. SENA JETER NASLUND | Ahab’s Wife
8. KEITH GESSEN | All the Sad Young Literary Men
9. BANANA YOSHIMOTO | Kitchen
10. CLIVE BARKER | The Great and Secret Show
And it seems to be a tradition that every summer when I draft a new list, Clive Barker is always there. Pretentious little stalker. I don't even know what to say to that anymore. I mean, I don't even really obsess over him at all but inevitably he'll take up a spot.
NOTE: I swear to god his name is Banana. It is not a typo. I am really not making this up.
NOTE2: I refuse to believe John Barrowman is a mean and terrible person in real life. This just makes me lose so much faith in humanity it breaks me inside. I can almost feel it in my gut that such accusations can't possibly be true because I really don't want them to be. Stop sipping Haterade, people. Somewhere in the dark abyss of your heart you're just as egotistical of a jerk as everybody else. Welcome to being human. Enjoy your stay.
NOTE3: Snow Patrol never ceases to amaze me. Here's
"Crack the Shutters". They're perfect for those warm, slightly restless days.