Yeeps lovelies! The weather! It’s.. horrible! Our beautiful reprieve from that relentless harpy winter has ended, and she’s come back full force. I may have mentioned our oldish apartment building being a bit.. oh.. dodgy.. in the winter, the wind was so horrible this morning that I held onto J thinking “well.. he’ll weigh me down at least”. Ah.. love.
I’ve been a bit irresponsible the past couple days, spending hours in libraries and coffee shops and not really getting anything too terribly productive done despite my relative level of panic. In the nice weather I just can’t seem to muster the get up and go to do anything but completely unnecessary things. Though I guess spending 7 hours in the stacks huddled in the “alienated labour” section (yeah, they have a section..) may not be considered “fun” to you… It was a riot for me.
Went to see “The Wrestler” last night with Mickey Rourke.. (and, much to J’s delight, I just realized that it’s Mickey Rooney that is in Breakfast at Tiffany’s…not Mickey Rourke.. which explains a lot of my initial confusion). I can categorically say that it’s one of the saddest, most wonderful films I have ever seen. If you have a chance to see it, do. If you have.. what do you think?
And now the most exciting news of the morning… 3 days before my birthday…Fleetwood Mac is coming! Does anyone want to come with me? Do you all officially think I’m not cool? *sigh* I can’t wait! Hope you’re all well, stay warm dearies!
(Ok, and just to seal my nerd fate.. is anyone else unhealthily addicted to these? Just checking.)