Sunday, February 22, 2009

Books read in 2009: #6 "How to be Good"

I picked up "How to be Good" from the used bookstore as a lark. I'd never ready a Nick Hornby book, although I have seen at least one film based on his writing.

I enjoyed it.

Thursday, February 19, 2009

Wonderland

This movie made me cry. In a good way. Now I just have to *stop* crying.

Monday, February 16, 2009

The Placebo Effect?

I'm starting to suspect that my new medicine, which made me feel SO fabulous when I first began taking it nearly five weeks ago, is not actually making me feel so great.

Sunday, February 08, 2009

The consequences of being a shut in.

Finally the error of my ways has been made clear. Visiting New York means walking, and plenty of it. I woke up this morning with tight, aching muscles. But it's far better to have sore glutes than missing the sights and sounds of the city.

I'm definitely going walking once I get back home.

Saturday, February 07, 2009

Books read in 2009: #5 Coraline

I had the opportunity to read Neil Gaiman's book Coraline, which is also a movie which came out this weekend.

It's nice to know the story before seeing the movie.

Friday, February 06, 2009

Coffee and nerves

I'm drinking coffee because I love it, but I'm a bit anxious about my trip today. Haven't been on a plane in a while, and now they are showing what was happening behind the scenes at the Hudson River landing of a disabled plane. Hopefully the birds will be gone for my flight.

I'm super excited about seeing my friend again. I hope think we'll have fun catching up and doing some fun stuff.

I might now blog for a while when I'm gone. I'm gonna miss my fellas at home and my laptop.
And in a funny way, I'm gonna miss being able to sit around in my pjs drinking coffee. However, I think my friend B will be accommodating if I request that as an activity.

I'm gonna bring my camera, but I need to buy batteries for it. Okay, bye!

Tuesday, February 03, 2009

Monday, February 02, 2009

Who do you love?

Sometimes, when I'm really down I forget who I love, and forget that they love me.
Sometimes I'm amazed that anyone feels love for me. Isn't that sad?

But I'm feeling better and my health is generally good (with the exception of the side effects I've been having), but I am having a difficult time keeping myself motivated/busy to get anything done.

And for the most part, I remember those I love who love me too.

Right now I'm going to drink more coffee.