I did not like the film Heavenly Creatures.
The kittens get psycho at 2 a.m.
The dogs want to play Frisbee at twenty to 3 a.m.
I need to get my sleep schedule in order.
Sometimes I hate how much I love the character Arizona Robbins.
I'm worried about October.
I'm learning to play On the Radio.
I don't like my stupid reedy, useless, quiet voice.
I love singing.
I fear and love sleep.
Those are some random thoughts.
I watched Antonia. It was a beautiful film with wonderful, strong female characters. I loved that it was all day-in-the-life about time passing on, the cycles of birth and death, tragedy and mirth. I loved it. I cried at the end. Such a strong character.
The house is quiet. I figured out how to get the blinds down, so my living room lair is lush.
Soon it'll be time to take the dogs out, feed them and do the pool and cats.
I swear this time I WILL get the dogs to go out to the woods and do their business. I was told to just say, "Woods!" and keep doing it until they went. Thus far it has resulted in my dragging them over. It's not as though they don't respect my other commands--anything else they do as soon as I tell them, and it's been like that since the moment I made them sit for dinner until I was ready to let them go.
Ah well. I'll get it done. The peace and quiet is wonderful. So serene. Mmmm.
Success! Apparently the key is losing my temper, staring them down and saying, "NO PLAY, POOP! Woods, NOW, go POOP!" and staring them down until they do it. Wicked.
And now Dweebface/brothercreature is having me drive home to bring him to Hollywood to check out his interview status. So I'm bouncing for a bit!
And learning On the Radio by Regina Spektor on my uke, which freaking MAKES MY LIFE!!!
Cynara - Poetry in Motion.
Not a fan.
The ten minutes of just regular cast stuff and 'thank yous' was my favourite part, sooo...:P