Shaken While He Stirred

Hey there, all...

Ugh, does anyone have any remedies for aimless boredom and apathy? Grr...

As an attempt to get rid of said malaise, Sherri (Reah/Mamakitty et al) and I went out to rent movies. She, being the typical boy-crazy, Drew-Barrymore-worshipping girly-girl, got Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood, which we hadn't watched yet. I spent an hour wandering around Hastings looking for a good movie that would make me just...bawl my eyes out. Don't ask why, but I've found that watching a movie that makes me cry a whole lot has this weird cathartic effect that leaves me feeling clear.

I saw The Iron Giant and felt the sentimental pangs of a good cry well up; it's been way too long since I've seen that movie, and it was a doozy. It's one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. But 2 has it, so there's no need to rent. >:)

I settled for this movie called Wendigo instead. I heard a review for it on NPR or some such, and it sounded *really* good, so I snapped it up. It turned out to be...well, good, but mildly disappointing. It's a modern fable, a re-imagining of old myths into the mindset of today, and I totally dig that. The director/writer, though, left a lot of the connections and relationships between characters, particularly the Wendigo's motivations and reasons, very very vague. I'm pretty sure I could come up with a theory or two about them all, were I not very tired.

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Friday Five, 02.07.03

What did you have for breakfast this morning? If you didn't have breakfast, why not?

This morning was a delicious yet healthy blend of S'more's Pop Tarts and a mug of eucalyptus tea. During the weekdays I forego the usual five-course breakfast in favor of something portable. :)

What's your favorite cereal?

Wow...erm, moods change, so favorites change. Right now, it's a toss up between Cranberry Almond Crunch and Marshmallow Mateys. I love you, Cool Blue and L'il Oaty!

How often do you eat out? Do you want to change?

I used to be the world's biggest burger slut; if it was beef between a bun, I was so there. Over the past month, though, I've gotten better about it, so now I don't eat out more than once or twice a week, and even then it's the weekends that kill me, when I'm out doing stuff. That's a level that I'm pretty comfortable with though.

What do you plan on having for dinner tonight? Do you have a recipe for that?

What, you expect me to plan that far ahead? :)

What's your favorite restaurant?

Fast food: Burger King! Anywhere else: Goldie's or Outback Steakhouse. What can I say? I'm a slave to marketing. :)

In other news, I still haven't managed to consistently deflect negativity away from me. I've been sitting here stewing about a conversation I had earlier today, when the best thing to do would be to let it go. On my end, it's an easy problem to solve, but I don't quite understand the problem on an empathetic level. It's too easy to chalk it up to smugness/arrogance, and I'm pretty sure that's not all there is to it. I think the problem exists, though, on such fundamental differences that it'll take a lot of tracing back to uncover it, and even then...

Blah, I'll just solve the problem.

WhirrrgibbledihggitywhrrrmwahWHEE!

Hey there, all...

Good mood + coffee = hyperactivity. I could clean the *world* right now.

First off, welcome to cargoweasel, duncanroo and teko. Thanks for stopping by, even if it was by mistake. :D

Work has been fun! There's a fellow who's interested in all of our bound editions of The American Rifleman, the official magazine of the NRA. He's been snapping them up like they're going out of style, to the tune of hundreds of dollars. I got a chance to call him on the phone today to discuss the latest shipment, and my gay-dar went off almost immediately. Maybe it's because he's from California?

Moving duplicates around. Straightened up the Arkansas section, moved Judaica to its new home, and after I'm done packing all of these heavy gun books I get to straighten up and consolidate Mythology and Folklore. Hurrah! Did I mention I love my job? :)

Gathering a plan for Valentine's Day. I'm planning something for four different people, lovers, close friends and exes after a sort. With some folks it'll be late but hopefully they won't mind.

There's a giant inflatable chicken sitting on the Walton Arts Center across the street for the Tyson's Shareholder's Meeting. I swear, just when you think you can forget you live in freakin' *Arkansas*, something like this comes along and ruins everything. :) I really wish I had a camera. It's a cute chicken.

An Australian pub band composed a score to Buster Keaton's "Sherlock Jr." and they'll be performing it live along with a showing of the movie. I was worried I wouldn't be able to make it since I'll be out of town two weekends straight in March, but it's not showing until April! Oh yes. :D :D

Wow. No more coffee for me. Ever.