Space cadet

Yup, that's me this morning: a space cadet. Late to bed and early to rise makes you sleepy and groggy and stupid. :) I didn't get to sleep until shortly after midnight last night. I had a quite decent dinner at some Italian restaurant (price range: cloth napkins on the tables, but simply folded, and no candles or bulbous wine glasses) with witchyspyce, cloakedrose, and whiteboy. Lobster ravioli being MIA, I ate the Kraken instead. Arrrrr.

I finally got to see the masterpiece of five-minute films that is Beethoven's Rogue, by witchyspyce and company. It was really quite well done, but I had to giggle anyway. Particularly at the angsty shots of cloakedrose playing piano.

Things learned:

1. People who hesitate before telling you their age are probably preparing to lie about it, so it's handy when they leave their driver's license out somewhere in the room. :P
2. Velociraptors like chicken wings.
3. "Stalker music" is an instantly recognizable genre within the whole film-score type of category. And it is possible to create a musical theme for "a pig in a barnyard".

So, yeah. After seeing the movie, I totally need to introduce witchyspyce to my cousin L and also to j4yx0r. So they can geek about the world of filmmaking.

And on that note, I'm gonna write my cousin, because I've been neglecting the guy for a while. Oops.

Stolen from dbmyrrha: time-waster

( Memeage! )

Oh, evil!

Non Sequitur does it again. Meow!

My good mood got a hole in it. :(

I've been bubbling along in a great mood all day today, and just a few minutes ago, I realized that one of my opal earrings was missing.

Crap.

I retraced the steps I took on my lunch break, and found nothing. Brushed out my hair and shook out my shirt in the office. Nothing. This is the third pair of opal earrings I've had this happen to. One wants to stay with me but the other doesn't. Unfortunately, none of the misfits match up. If I ever get another pair of opal earrings, I'm going to try to get some that exactly match one of the misfits I have so I can have a spare. Blah.

I put up a notice with a little drawing on it on one of the bulletin boards in the hallway. I hope someone finds it.

Well, I'm still in a good mood, just a little deflated now.