O my heavens, thank God it's the weekend.

Yesterday was the exhausting end of an exhausting week. I worked like a badger from 10a, and had finished everything by about 2.40p, and since I had to be finished by 3p, it was all yay me! My favourite bit was that they couldn't start the upgrade when they were supposed to because Accounting wasn't finished in time. For once there was something that they couldn't blame on Accounts Payable!

So, after work, in order to celebrate the weekend beginning, I went to the movies, hooray! Nothing is sweeter than Friday night after work, the whole weekend stretching ahead of you, fifty-eight hours where I neither have to say nor hear the word "invoice". Though, clearly, I can type it without too much pain.

Anyway, I couldn't decide whether to see Shrek or Angel Eyes, so I decided to see what I could get a ticket for on opening night, and preferably in a theatre with good nachos, which turned out to be Shrek.

What a swell movie! I wasn't really looking forward to it until I read an article in Premiere that really made it look interesting, and I'm so glad that I did read it, because it was just aces, just solid gold.

The script was excellent, very funny and smart, the vocal performances were great, Mike Myers did a rather odd, half-assed Scottish accent (I later read that he was doing an accent of a Scot who had lived in Canada for twenty years, which I suppose it was) but the emotion was right there, and Eddie Murphy, though he has no range whatsoever, does the animated sidekick better than anyone else alive (see Mulan).

Cameron Diaz and John Lithgow were also right there, great fun. I kept thinking, though, that it was Kelsey Grammer playing John Lithgow's role, because the character sure looked like him--that was Frasier's jaw if I've ever seen it.

The only thing that I didn't like was the appalling audience, who were just all almost completely evil. I expected them to burst into flame at any moment. A million horrid children who don't know how to behave in a movie theatre along with their much more horrid parents, who probably do know how to behave in a movie theatre, but don't because they are evil.

Great movie, though, despite the audience, and a great soundtrack as well, which included this one song that was so far and above the rest that I stayed to the very end of the credits just to find out what it was, and it was a song called "Hallelujah", written by Leonard Cohen and sung by John Cale. No wonder it stuck out, it was written by one genius and sung by another! I mean, I dig Smashmouth, but they probably aren't geniuses.

Lenten entries missed:

Kim went to SXSW, celebrated her journal's second anniversary and got a new cat.

Today's horoscope:
Use your common sense. Stay grounded around love and romance today. A solid appreciation brings rewards.

One year ago today:
"O, what is all this crap all over my paw? Licklicklicklicklick."

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