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Ridic tired...
Dec. 14th, 2009 11:12 pmNo meteor shower last night - while we were waiting for it to start, clouds moved in and that was that. The Kid put it best in his text when I complained to him about it later: Goddamn nature fuckin' shit up...
LOL!
Spent all day with my mom, buying last minute Christmas stuff and then hanging with her and my dad and JP watching Pirates of the Caribbean on blu-ray DVD (early birthday gift from my man). Also took my mom to see New Moon and verily, she swooned. She thought it was very romantic, even though we giggled through the silly parts. I still contend that you cannot spend three quarters of the movie parading that underage beefcake Jacob and his fine assabs chest biceps everything and then flash Edward's scrawny, pale upper body. That shit is rough!
Anyhoo, meme!
Day 04 → Your favorite book
At this moment in time, I want to say Alice Hoffman's Practical Magic. I have always loved this book, how it is so lyrical. It reads like poetry in some parts, like colorful snapshots strung together to make a story. I picked this book because although I love Shakespeare and Austen and Hemingway and Alcott, they are a world apart from me. They are the gods on the mountain while Alice is more the monk on the hill. I would love to be able to write like her. It's just lovely.
LOL!
Spent all day with my mom, buying last minute Christmas stuff and then hanging with her and my dad and JP watching Pirates of the Caribbean on blu-ray DVD (early birthday gift from my man). Also took my mom to see New Moon and verily, she swooned. She thought it was very romantic, even though we giggled through the silly parts. I still contend that you cannot spend three quarters of the movie parading that underage beefcake Jacob and his fine ass
Anyhoo, meme!
Day 04 → Your favorite book
At this moment in time, I want to say Alice Hoffman's Practical Magic. I have always loved this book, how it is so lyrical. It reads like poetry in some parts, like colorful snapshots strung together to make a story. I picked this book because although I love Shakespeare and Austen and Hemingway and Alcott, they are a world apart from me. They are the gods on the mountain while Alice is more the monk on the hill. I would love to be able to write like her. It's just lovely.
