Off to my nap after a pretty short missive....
Being stuck for six hours - in a remarkably not comfortable, yet not uncomfrotable chair, half in the dark, half in the light, bored, yet entertained - will do that to you. I took defensive driving again today, because the Boy and I keep remembering it off and on and forgetting it the next day. So after spending like a millnio hours on the Sac campus yesterday, I came home called up Funny-Bone and schedule the defensive driving class for today. Which we both passed with flying colors across.
Tomorrow I need to remember to call Boerne and figure out when my end turn in date was. I fear I'm over it and in need of an extention already. But who knows. I have a habit of forgeting dates given to me three months later. So calling up will do that to you.
My lungs hurt like hell today. Sparatic bouts of minor asmatic breathing where I could breathe in, nor hold what breath I coudl breathe in for long. Made it a touch hard to sit next to Phoenix during the class after a smoke break, but it was survivable. He actually isn't doing that bad with that whole subject, which we both talked about last night. Yesterday he only smoked three cigarettes across the whole day, even through a complaint at the end of the night of really wanting one....though today within the six hours of the class he'd already gotten up to four, but nothing more since we got out at four thirty.
But then he has been asleep the last two half hours or so, too, so that may have something to do with it.
Been in a slightly proactive mood. Got home and felt like I hadn't been doing enough again. So I did a load of dishes, and made dinner. Then emptied that load made blue berry muffins for breakfast tomorrow morning, since all three of us will eat them, and started another load of dishes to washing. Watched another new movie to me, too. This one was NetFlix rental though.
I find it amusing and degrading that my first thoughts during this movie in the the begining thirty minutes were; "Wow. This is great cinematograhpy. But then, of course it is, it's not made in the West." Foreign films good. I watched it in English, which took some adjusting to since you can tell it's in french. The lips don't match up, though the taping and timing to the characters faces does match up perfectly.
The storyline was well written but almost too predicatable in places. Most of the characters were archetype to me. The only who wasn't, was the brother, and I started guessing his true role in the movie the first time we saw him drunk and angered. Storyline was well paced, though I love pointing out that most american's find it hard to stay focused during a well paced -and not, also, fast paced- movie, as my room mate showed when she actually apologized to me for how slow the movie was and told me it was great any way.
Honestly, I'd never noticed. But then I love foreign films. I love most of their pacing, because it's realistic and make more sense than an hour and half cut down movie in America half the time. I'm not sure if thats sad or not, after all I am American, and I'm hyperactive, meaning I already have one third the attention span of a normal person.......and yet none of this bothers me. In fact I really like it.
I really adored the cinematography. Eye candy, specifically well done artistic eye candy is soooo wonderful. I've missed it.
Well, thats really it for now. My bed is calling and my boy is in it already, so thats means it'll be warm and he'll be sleeping peacefully giving me something to stare at and be inspired by for a few minutes. Sometimes also not to be missed.
I love you.
Krino e Elo
.......also, lovely, if you wake up before I do feel free to wake me if you want to go do stuff.
Tomorrow I need to remember to call Boerne and figure out when my end turn in date was. I fear I'm over it and in need of an extention already. But who knows. I have a habit of forgeting dates given to me three months later. So calling up will do that to you.
My lungs hurt like hell today. Sparatic bouts of minor asmatic breathing where I could breathe in, nor hold what breath I coudl breathe in for long. Made it a touch hard to sit next to Phoenix during the class after a smoke break, but it was survivable. He actually isn't doing that bad with that whole subject, which we both talked about last night. Yesterday he only smoked three cigarettes across the whole day, even through a complaint at the end of the night of really wanting one....though today within the six hours of the class he'd already gotten up to four, but nothing more since we got out at four thirty.
But then he has been asleep the last two half hours or so, too, so that may have something to do with it.
Been in a slightly proactive mood. Got home and felt like I hadn't been doing enough again. So I did a load of dishes, and made dinner. Then emptied that load made blue berry muffins for breakfast tomorrow morning, since all three of us will eat them, and started another load of dishes to washing. Watched another new movie to me, too. This one was NetFlix rental though.
I find it amusing and degrading that my first thoughts during this movie in the the begining thirty minutes were; "Wow. This is great cinematograhpy. But then, of course it is, it's not made in the West." Foreign films good. I watched it in English, which took some adjusting to since you can tell it's in french. The lips don't match up, though the taping and timing to the characters faces does match up perfectly.
The storyline was well written but almost too predicatable in places. Most of the characters were archetype to me. The only who wasn't, was the brother, and I started guessing his true role in the movie the first time we saw him drunk and angered. Storyline was well paced, though I love pointing out that most american's find it hard to stay focused during a well paced -and not, also, fast paced- movie, as my room mate showed when she actually apologized to me for how slow the movie was and told me it was great any way.
Honestly, I'd never noticed. But then I love foreign films. I love most of their pacing, because it's realistic and make more sense than an hour and half cut down movie in America half the time. I'm not sure if thats sad or not, after all I am American, and I'm hyperactive, meaning I already have one third the attention span of a normal person.......and yet none of this bothers me. In fact I really like it.
I really adored the cinematography. Eye candy, specifically well done artistic eye candy is soooo wonderful. I've missed it.
Well, thats really it for now. My bed is calling and my boy is in it already, so thats means it'll be warm and he'll be sleeping peacefully giving me something to stare at and be inspired by for a few minutes. Sometimes also not to be missed.
I love you.
Krino e Elo
.......also, lovely, if you wake up before I do feel free to wake me if you want to go do stuff.