Okay so I was a bit late. But who's really reading this anyways?
Darlene's bus was a bit late due to the weather on Saturday but she still made it, and we were off into the afternoon to shop and walk and chat before we went to the movies. Our choice was Penelope, a tale of a girl born with the nose of a pig from a curse laid on her family by a vengeful witch. The only way to break the curse would be to have a blueblood suitor fall in love with her, so her parents embark on a mad screening ploy involving gag orders and every young blueblood in the land to get the girl married off and the curse broken. Part Beauty and the Beast, another part Edward Scissorhands it never really got to where it wanted to be, as far as I can see. Christina Ricci does bring a wonderful sensitivity to the role of Penelope; imagine growing up as child and being ridiculed all the time for your looks, and then having your own parents (played with panache by Catherine O'Hara and Richard E. Grant) perpetuate that by hiding you from the rest of the world as you grow up. Oh well. I have hopes that Never Back Down will deliver exactly what I expect it to, which is absolutely nothing but a lot of eye candy with their shirts off fighting to the death.
I cooked dinner for us and then turned Darlene into a Torchwood fan, sending her home with all 9 episodes of season 2 that have been shown so far this year. There was even some gratuitous Doctor Who viewing.
Daylight saving time hit and the clocks went ahead. And I went to Miriam's apartment to breathe some CO2 on her plants, make myself breakfast (because I do enjoy a change of scene) and unclog her bathtub drain for her. And she's not even there - she's away for work. Once that was all under control I headed home and got some sleep before coming into work, had dinner, watched Sunshine on DVD, then got ready to come to work. As I was leaving I took a look back and saw how comfortable and inviting the place was and wished I had another few days to enjoy it, but no.
And here I am. I'm at work. Naughty me blogging at work. But it's harmless, and I am on my break. It's been a pretty rum sort of Monday morning, there are no major anythings going on. A quiet start to the week; I'm cool with that. There are no major events brewing in my presonal life either, so I expect it all to go just swimmingly for the next few days, which will result in some pretty boring blog entries, but it can't always be exciting. I could use some more sleep anyways.
That is all.
Darlene's bus was a bit late due to the weather on Saturday but she still made it, and we were off into the afternoon to shop and walk and chat before we went to the movies. Our choice was Penelope, a tale of a girl born with the nose of a pig from a curse laid on her family by a vengeful witch. The only way to break the curse would be to have a blueblood suitor fall in love with her, so her parents embark on a mad screening ploy involving gag orders and every young blueblood in the land to get the girl married off and the curse broken. Part Beauty and the Beast, another part Edward Scissorhands it never really got to where it wanted to be, as far as I can see. Christina Ricci does bring a wonderful sensitivity to the role of Penelope; imagine growing up as child and being ridiculed all the time for your looks, and then having your own parents (played with panache by Catherine O'Hara and Richard E. Grant) perpetuate that by hiding you from the rest of the world as you grow up. Oh well. I have hopes that Never Back Down will deliver exactly what I expect it to, which is absolutely nothing but a lot of eye candy with their shirts off fighting to the death.
I cooked dinner for us and then turned Darlene into a Torchwood fan, sending her home with all 9 episodes of season 2 that have been shown so far this year. There was even some gratuitous Doctor Who viewing.
Daylight saving time hit and the clocks went ahead. And I went to Miriam's apartment to breathe some CO2 on her plants, make myself breakfast (because I do enjoy a change of scene) and unclog her bathtub drain for her. And she's not even there - she's away for work. Once that was all under control I headed home and got some sleep before coming into work, had dinner, watched Sunshine on DVD, then got ready to come to work. As I was leaving I took a look back and saw how comfortable and inviting the place was and wished I had another few days to enjoy it, but no.
And here I am. I'm at work. Naughty me blogging at work. But it's harmless, and I am on my break. It's been a pretty rum sort of Monday morning, there are no major anythings going on. A quiet start to the week; I'm cool with that. There are no major events brewing in my presonal life either, so I expect it all to go just swimmingly for the next few days, which will result in some pretty boring blog entries, but it can't always be exciting. I could use some more sleep anyways.
That is all.
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