So. Oops. Did not mean to let five days go between updates. I was going to post on Tuesday, but the power went out halfway through, and came back too late for me to do much more than let the people I was talking to on AIM know what happeneed.
Well. The past few days. First, I just worked my very first full week of work: six days in a row. Secondly, I ran into an old friend,
slydragon4, whom I never thought I would see again. I only had her name still on my Buddy List for nostalgia purposes. I know her from the HP slash fandom, where she a) wrote these hysterical Harry Potter/Shakespeare MiSTings, and b) was the only other Gilderoy fan I knew for YEARS. So - hooray! And yesterday, I hung out with Betsey. We saw Pirates of the Caribbean and she accompanied me on my quest for clove cigarettes.
PotC was cool. I'm pretty sure it was, anyway. I was tired and we were at this place called Chunky's, which is a theatre/restaurant, so the waitresses were distracting. But what I paid attention to was cool.
( Arrr! Here be spoilers, matey! . . . What? I couldn't resist. )
So after the movie, we found a place that sells clove cigarettes. I've been questing for them for a while, but they don't get sold at grocery stores and such, so it has not been easy. And I like them very very much. They taste good and smell good and pretending to be a pretentious trendy goth is fun. Do not worry for my health for, like Bill Clinton, I do not inhale. I don't want breathe the smoke, I want to eat it. Am limiting myself strictly to one a day. Which is pretty easy because I take little tiny puffs - too much and it tastes harsh - so it takes me forever to get through one. I narrowly avoided hiding them from Mom last night; I went to do it but then I remembered that I'm twenty years old. Heh.
Betsey and I also watched The Road to El Dorado last night. I'd seen if before, but that was long before I knew or cared that Kenneth Branagh voices Miguel. Such a cute, cute, slashy movie. Kenneth has tons of chemistry with Kevin Kline, who does Tulio, and the animators were kind enough to make sure that that chemistry carried over to the characters themselves.
So that's been my last few days. I'm going to see PotC again tomorrow or Saturday, and may well have more to say in my next entry, which may not be fore another couple of days as I will be visiting Rikki.
Well. The past few days. First, I just worked my very first full week of work: six days in a row. Secondly, I ran into an old friend,
PotC was cool. I'm pretty sure it was, anyway. I was tired and we were at this place called Chunky's, which is a theatre/restaurant, so the waitresses were distracting. But what I paid attention to was cool.
( Arrr! Here be spoilers, matey! . . . What? I couldn't resist. )
So after the movie, we found a place that sells clove cigarettes. I've been questing for them for a while, but they don't get sold at grocery stores and such, so it has not been easy. And I like them very very much. They taste good and smell good and pretending to be a pretentious trendy goth is fun. Do not worry for my health for, like Bill Clinton, I do not inhale. I don't want breathe the smoke, I want to eat it. Am limiting myself strictly to one a day. Which is pretty easy because I take little tiny puffs - too much and it tastes harsh - so it takes me forever to get through one. I narrowly avoided hiding them from Mom last night; I went to do it but then I remembered that I'm twenty years old. Heh.
Betsey and I also watched The Road to El Dorado last night. I'd seen if before, but that was long before I knew or cared that Kenneth Branagh voices Miguel. Such a cute, cute, slashy movie. Kenneth has tons of chemistry with Kevin Kline, who does Tulio, and the animators were kind enough to make sure that that chemistry carried over to the characters themselves.
So that's been my last few days. I'm going to see PotC again tomorrow or Saturday, and may well have more to say in my next entry, which may not be fore another couple of days as I will be visiting Rikki.