I've been catching up on my Netflix movies, partly because I scaled back on my account due to the price hike and the fact that unless I'm watching a TV show, I do not need this many discs at once. I just lose them. Case in point? The disc they sent after I changed my settings to eliminate the third disc? Lost it already. It's been here two days and I lost it! What the hell?
Anyway, this means movies! First was
Confessions of a Shopaholic which was just as adorable as I'd been told it would be. It's one of those movies I want to curl up inside of and stay there, exploring everything because it's fun and fluffy and cute and... you get the idea. Today brought us Julie & Julia and I have to say that being an incredibly picky eater (sadly, I'm less picky today than I used to be, but that's neither here nor there) means that I'm probably the only person on the planet who saw, and loved the film, but did not immediately want to eat my way through a menu of fantastic food.
I would, however, like to know where one goes to find a love affair like
Paul and Julia because that, that I would like. I... might've cried. A bit. A tad.
J&J is another I would like to curl up in and just have it go on and on forever. Or at least a little longer. If you're slower on the movie uptake than I am, I do recommend both. ♥
While watching J&J, I started to clean a bit. I was thwarted by the realization that I'd actually have to go through some of these things and decide whether I was going to keep them or throw them out after all. I found my old Powerpuff Girls watch, but it had started to dissolve (...ew) so that went buh-bye sadly. Some boxes from purchases I wanted to keep when I bought them but no longer want now are waiting for me to cart them downstairs. I have old issues of
Previews that I'm going to check and make sure they don't include any little strips like when they'd include
Oh! My Goddess bits. Then I promised Widget he could look through 'em and I think they're bound for the recycle bin finally. I'm not sure why I kept them, but I did. Completest tendencies and all, I guess.
( Triggers. You were warned. ) I love Halloween. I really, truly do. But this year I have no spark for it. I keep waiting and it keeps not being there. I try to kindle it and I get very, very little. I'm unsure if it's the lack of Dad, the unsettledness over my uncle's death and the ensuing annoyance/anger towards that side of the family, or something else entirely.
So I babble about cute things and snuggle the cat and wish til things are better, or feel better.