I thought I'd better check in and say howdy to anyone who reads here who was wondering if I have put a gun in my mouth and pulled the trigger. I have felt like it quite often over the past week, but would never have the guts to do such a thing no matter how bad I felt (well, at least I don't think so. Perhaps if someone was sawing off my limbs, and if, for example, I had a cyanide tablet instead, I would probably in that case chew. Luckily none of those things are happening and instead I am experiencing a much more beautiful reality.)
The past week, though feeling awful, I've still managed to work and study relatively hard. In fact, I have begun to feel a little like Jack in his dull boyness. And so it's very nice to be in the position of my two clients both suddenly going exceedingly quiet on a Friday afternoon, with the result that Susie looks very much like she's going to be having a three-day weekend.
Because if balance is the aim, I need one of them. And in that weekend I am hoping to catch up with my cuz, and do some arty stuff ~ becuase it's been waaaay too long. However, there is a fluey thing threatening the edges of my nose and my brain which has swamped my beloved's entirety, so plan B is lying around luxuriously ordering takeaway, dammit, and reading non-uni-related books and watching the latest Quickflix movie.
My Quickflix queue is so large that by the time I get movies delivered to me I have absolutely no memory of ordering them in the first place. Often on my reading travels I will come across mentions of movies that I add to my queue. And so last weekend I watched Rashomon, a 1950s Japanese movie which was quite good, melodramatics aside. But then sometimes I really don't know what I was thinking when I put something in the queue, which is why I scratched my head when I opened the latest envelope to see a somewhat schmaltzy looking thing with Robert Redford and - ahum - Jennifer Lopez called An Unfinished Life. Took me a while to realise that it's directed by Lasse Hallstrom. I saw My Life as a Dog recently and really liked it, so obviously I have begun going down the Hallstrom list. Of course, he directed one of my favourite movies of ever, What's Eating Gilbert Grape, and so even if this turns out to be a pile of poo, it still wouldn't preclude me from adding even more of Lasse's movies to my list. (He also directed Chocolat and The Cider House Rules ... and ABBA The Movie ;)
In other news, at some point in the future The Big Issue is going to publish a vastly edited version of this post. That's pretty nice, eh. Persistence pays off.
Have a good weekend, everyone.
|Luz de Luna (Moonlighting) by Maribel Villamediana (CC)|