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cleolindaHuh. It's been a while.
Well, there was a week, and I had it. Very stressful, for reasons I can't get into. Meanwhile, my new glasses finally came in yesterday, so things are a bit wonky. I have nearsightedness and astigmatism, so basically the near distance looks a lot clearer and closer now, which messes with my depth perception. I mean, for example: the floor. I've managed not to fall over yet, but it makes me a bit dizzy, and I'm squinting a little to compensate while my eyes get used to the new lenses. Headaches are involved.
I've been having fun at Tumblr, but you can post a whole bunch of stuff but put it in a queue that parcels things out every hour, half hour, whatever, so as not to spam everyone. So it's actually been auto-posting for me all weekend. (A lot of times I'll pick an arbitrary theme for the day, based on what I've got in my drafts. Yesterday was a sort of general gothic and/or stripes theme; today is spring flowers and/or woods. St. Patrick's Day was green, which involved many things relating to absinthe. Other days are just whatever.)
Have slowed down on the Formspring questions for a while. Will probably get to those as soon as I need to procrastinate again.
Trying to read for research, but the newness of the glasses is making that a bit hard. I should be able to watch movies again, though, without squinting at the TV across the room. To that end:
Team Jasper: A team for the rest of us. “He almost eats Bella, which is a huge plus."
I ended up at Walmart yesterday, so I got the New Moon DVD there, even though I think the Target one has a third disc. Whatever. It's all probably extras about werewolfing. I just want to hear the Chris Weitz commentary. But I had to go ahead and get a DVD regardless, because Sam's been snorting and sneezing every morning at 2:30 on the dot, insisting that Mom get up and play. So she's been in the den watching movies when she inevitably can't sleep on the recliner, and she's running out. I lent her Star Trek, Wolverine (she was very excited about this; I haven't watched it yet) and Half-Blood Prince (she was less excited about this, although she makes a point of eventually watching each Harry Potter movie). And then she started angling for me to leave New Moon with her. "I haven't even opened it yet!" "I WATCHED TWILIGHT TWO MORE TIMES ON CABLE, I NEED SOMETHING NEW." Turns out it's always on somewhere, so SHE KEEPS WATCHING IT? WHAT? WHAT?
"How many times have you SEEN IT now?"
"Maybe... six?"
"MOM!"
"Well, not all the way through! Just whatever part is on."
"Is six counting the theater and the DVD?"
"... No..."
"I am NOT letting you read the books."
"I don't want to read the books. You said they were stupid."
"THE MOVIES ARE BASED ON THE BOOKS SO IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S A WHOLE LOT OF ESSENTIAL DIFFERENCE THERE!!"
Honestly, I think there's a point where she just does it to torment me. "I found a wallpaper of Edward the other day. I'm gonna put it on my computer!"
"MOM!!"
"What?"
"He's the same age as YOUR YOUNGEST DAUGHTER!!"
She gives me a roguish side-eye. "No he's not! He's a hundred years old."
I have met the Twimom, and they is her.
Well, there was a week, and I had it. Very stressful, for reasons I can't get into. Meanwhile, my new glasses finally came in yesterday, so things are a bit wonky. I have nearsightedness and astigmatism, so basically the near distance looks a lot clearer and closer now, which messes with my depth perception. I mean, for example: the floor. I've managed not to fall over yet, but it makes me a bit dizzy, and I'm squinting a little to compensate while my eyes get used to the new lenses. Headaches are involved.
I've been having fun at Tumblr, but you can post a whole bunch of stuff but put it in a queue that parcels things out every hour, half hour, whatever, so as not to spam everyone. So it's actually been auto-posting for me all weekend. (A lot of times I'll pick an arbitrary theme for the day, based on what I've got in my drafts. Yesterday was a sort of general gothic and/or stripes theme; today is spring flowers and/or woods. St. Patrick's Day was green, which involved many things relating to absinthe. Other days are just whatever.)
Have slowed down on the Formspring questions for a while. Will probably get to those as soon as I need to procrastinate again.
Trying to read for research, but the newness of the glasses is making that a bit hard. I should be able to watch movies again, though, without squinting at the TV across the room. To that end:
Team Jasper: A team for the rest of us. “He almost eats Bella, which is a huge plus."
I ended up at Walmart yesterday, so I got the New Moon DVD there, even though I think the Target one has a third disc. Whatever. It's all probably extras about werewolfing. I just want to hear the Chris Weitz commentary. But I had to go ahead and get a DVD regardless, because Sam's been snorting and sneezing every morning at 2:30 on the dot, insisting that Mom get up and play. So she's been in the den watching movies when she inevitably can't sleep on the recliner, and she's running out. I lent her Star Trek, Wolverine (she was very excited about this; I haven't watched it yet) and Half-Blood Prince (she was less excited about this, although she makes a point of eventually watching each Harry Potter movie). And then she started angling for me to leave New Moon with her. "I haven't even opened it yet!" "I WATCHED TWILIGHT TWO MORE TIMES ON CABLE, I NEED SOMETHING NEW." Turns out it's always on somewhere, so SHE KEEPS WATCHING IT? WHAT? WHAT?
"How many times have you SEEN IT now?"
"Maybe... six?"
"MOM!"
"Well, not all the way through! Just whatever part is on."
"Is six counting the theater and the DVD?"
"... No..."
"I am NOT letting you read the books."
"I don't want to read the books. You said they were stupid."
"THE MOVIES ARE BASED ON THE BOOKS SO IT'S NOT LIKE THERE'S A WHOLE LOT OF ESSENTIAL DIFFERENCE THERE!!"
Honestly, I think there's a point where she just does it to torment me. "I found a wallpaper of Edward the other day. I'm gonna put it on my computer!"
"MOM!!"
"What?"
"He's the same age as YOUR YOUNGEST DAUGHTER!!"
She gives me a roguish side-eye. "No he's not! He's a hundred years old."
I have met the Twimom, and they is her.
