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10 August

Hi, I'm better now. Thanks for all the nice notes, and the nice forum posts. I'll be answering them soon, but if I'm slow about it, realize how much they meant to me.

(small madeleine)

I spent the day at home yesterday, actually.

On Tuesday I got quite entertainingly sick at work, trying to neither throw up nor faint before managing to go home, and I couldn't figure out why when The Raccoon and I had the exact same lunch and she felt fine and dandy. It felt like the food, and we both complained that the chicken salad (not the kind in a sandwich with mayonnaise, but the kind where it's a salad with big hunks of chicken on top) wasn't as good as usual, but it couldn't have been when she was fine.

Anyway, I decided not to come in yesterday, and had a nice relaxing day around the house. Except for the fact that it was about a million degrees and my office is lovely and cool and there were times when I really wished that I had gone in.

(cup of tea)

However, I didn't just sit around like a slug, no siree, I had a Very Useful Day! You know, until the part where I fell apart all weeping and shit.

I am trying very hard to find my Windows 98 backup cds (absolutely no idea where they are, and I sure hope that someone can lend me theirs if I can't find them), and in order to do that, I thought that I had better do some cleaning and organizing.

I cleaned out my desk and two big boxes of crap from next to my desk, one of which was all moldy and rotting and stuff from my last flood (which seems to have happened during my hiatus), and contained some moldy and rotting things that I cannot throw away, like the last birthday card from my father and the original of my baptismal certificate, some extremely moldy photographic negatives, important stuff like that.

Anyway, my apartment looks worse, really, because there are now two places where I have to actually leap across to get to the next free bit of floor, but I filled two large trash bags and one large bag and one huge box with recycling and I'm feeling very pleased with myself.

At this rate I'll be all unpacked and organized just in time to move out!

(small madeleine)

So, while I was cleaning, I was watching movies on Starz! all day. Don't you love that, when you turn on a movie and then the next three things after that are ones that you either want to see or don't mind sitting through as well? It's very restful, not having to change the channels.

The most important thing in a situation like that is, though, things that you can watch without watching. If you are cleaning or doing something that takes concentration, you cannot watch something that has alot of silent bits, or a complicated plot, or at least not a complicated plot that you've never seen before. You need to be kept entertained, but not so entertained that you stop what you are doing and just sit, watching.

What was on while I was flipping in the first place was Bowfinger, a very funny movie, and perfect cleaning background as most of the funny stuff is in the lines. It was followed by something called Gideon, an absolutely appalling film that I just loved to pieces.

It was about this old folks home populated by Familiar Old Faces, and a young man came to live there (well, youngish) and he was clearly retarded or something, but nobody noticed, they all thought that he was spouting wisdom, and he turned their lives around and made the old folks realize that they still had alot of livin' to do, and then he died. It was like Being There lite, except for the fact that Christopher Lambert played the Chance the Gardener part, and he absolutely sucked. The old folks, on the other hand, were played by Carroll O'Conner and Harvey Korman and Shirley Jones and Charlton Heston and people like that, and they were all flat out terrific.

Gideon was immediately followed by Crossing Delancy (and why is this not out on tape or DVD?) and I know that you are thinking that that was the thing that set off my waterworks, but it wasn't, though I certainly wouldn't mind having a pickle man of my very own if he turned out to be Peter Riegert, it was the film after that that did it. Singles.

I was chatting with Sara Astruc later, and told her that, and she said that I should know better than to watch movies like that, but I swear I didn't know, I had never seen it before! And really, I was fine until the end, when the one-two punch of Campbell Scott, all shaky and intense said to Kyra Sedgewick, "What took you so long?" and then the voice overs of all the single people sounding all forlorn and sad as the camera panned up and you saw all these buildings upon buildings and you knew how many lonely people there were, well that did it. I was a mess.

And I thought, "Well, I guess I have an entry."

(cup of tea)

What movies make you cry?

And we're still talking about true love, prophetic dreams, thoughtful presents, publicity, irrational fears, what to write about when there's nothing to write about, swearing, our top ten songs, and Australian (and New Zealand) yumminess.

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Today's horoscope:
Creative imagination and role playing come easily today. You enjoy charades, movies, theater or other entertainment.

One year ago today:
"I will never cut that line. I'm leaving it in to punish you."

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