*sigh*
Well, I am not going to Seattle next month, like I had hoped. I have been sad for over a week now and need to shake myself out of it already.![[profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
wonderelf, nurikot, and kamidake - I am so sorry I won't get to see ya'll. I hope you have a great time. I want to see pictures, particularly of nurikot's reactions to the greatness that is Sakura Con!
*sadface*
In other news, just as I suspected, Into the Wild disturbed me greatly. I slept with the lights on for several nights after watching it, the images of that kid starving to death superimposing themselves on what I had already imagined from reading excerpts of the book. I kept seeing him out of the corner of my eye. I totally don't recommend the movie. I'm just saying. Oddly enough, it made me very scared of dying. Which is weird, considering how two of my family members died recently and how close my father and brother have come to dying in years past. And this is what scares me. Huh.
Yes, these are the thoughts that have been preoccupying me for the past week and a half. I'm so chipper!
ANYWAY, other than scaring the shit out of myself, I have been trying not to take life too seriously, as I am wont to do when I get in these "super funks." JP and the Kid's birthdays are coming up. Must finish preparing for that.
I also want to be having this. Hooray, Shakespeare!
And finally, JP asked me earlier who I would prefer to sleep with: Ben Affleck or Matt Damon. It was like asking me if I wanted a pair of Mary Janes or a pair of knee-high boots. The answer is simply, "yes."
Well, I am not going to Seattle next month, like I had hoped. I have been sad for over a week now and need to shake myself out of it already.
wonderelf, nurikot, and kamidake - I am so sorry I won't get to see ya'll. I hope you have a great time. I want to see pictures, particularly of nurikot's reactions to the greatness that is Sakura Con! *sadface*
In other news, just as I suspected, Into the Wild disturbed me greatly. I slept with the lights on for several nights after watching it, the images of that kid starving to death superimposing themselves on what I had already imagined from reading excerpts of the book. I kept seeing him out of the corner of my eye. I totally don't recommend the movie. I'm just saying. Oddly enough, it made me very scared of dying. Which is weird, considering how two of my family members died recently and how close my father and brother have come to dying in years past. And this is what scares me. Huh.
Yes, these are the thoughts that have been preoccupying me for the past week and a half. I'm so chipper!
ANYWAY, other than scaring the shit out of myself, I have been trying not to take life too seriously, as I am wont to do when I get in these "super funks." JP and the Kid's birthdays are coming up. Must finish preparing for that.
I also want to be having this. Hooray, Shakespeare!
And finally, JP asked me earlier who I would prefer to sleep with: Ben Affleck or Matt Damon. It was like asking me if I wanted a pair of Mary Janes or a pair of knee-high boots. The answer is simply, "yes."
