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Mar. 3rd, 2007 10:23 pmFirst off, let me thank all that is holy that February is over...definitely one of the worst months I've ever had.
March has GOT to be better.
I got my car tuned up (and my wallet, too) and now the thing practically refuses to run. I think they messed up the spark plug wires or jogged something loose around the battery. The idle is too low as well. 7:30am Monday morning, I will be at the service place with my lovely car and an equally charming smile, since they will be fixing this for free, oh yes they will.
Friday was the split of the bad and good. Bad = funeral of someone I knew growing up. I got to hold her beautiful 5-month-old baby, but I couldn't be sure if I was sad for the baby or hopeful that the universe was unfolding as it should. Once again I got to talk to many people I don't see all that often, which is often the side effect of funerals and deaths.
I went out with
midnightcircle,
madlori and
rachet on Friday night to see Zodiac. A++ WOULD SEE AGAIN. The only thing that I could say against it was sometimes the pacing was a little slow, but oh, the story was well-told and captured the milieu of the time. Lots of good actors, as well (Anthony Edwards! Dermot Mulroney! Jack's dad from LOST!) as natural makeup -I LOVE to see real-looking people on screen.
I busted both of my knees in the parking lot at the theatre. Luckily I didn't bust my head; I threw my arm up enough to protect my head from my rear-view mirror. I got the air knocked from me and I slid halfway under the car next to mine, but all I could think about was how appropo it would be for me to have been that third bad thing. If I'd hit my head as hard as I hit my knee, there would have been scrambled brains, for sure. Not too much pain now, just stiff and annoying knee and elbow pain.
Anyone super-excited about a) 300 or b) The Grind House? Because I am. This year's couple resolution (well, MY resolution,which Mr. K will just have to bend to) is to see one movie a month in the theatre. So. We're up to one, El Oh El.
Speaking of Mr. K, he left me a present in my car today - a bottle of Diet Wild Cherry Pepsi, and a note, which read:
I'm sorry you've had such a shitty week
It's bound to end this awful streak
The thing to remember most of all
Just give the word and I'll kill them all
Yes, my husband, he's such a romantic! (This is a Simpsons reference, no need to worry.)
Hope you all are having fun weekends!
March has GOT to be better.
I got my car tuned up (and my wallet, too) and now the thing practically refuses to run. I think they messed up the spark plug wires or jogged something loose around the battery. The idle is too low as well. 7:30am Monday morning, I will be at the service place with my lovely car and an equally charming smile, since they will be fixing this for free, oh yes they will.

Friday was the split of the bad and good. Bad = funeral of someone I knew growing up. I got to hold her beautiful 5-month-old baby, but I couldn't be sure if I was sad for the baby or hopeful that the universe was unfolding as it should. Once again I got to talk to many people I don't see all that often, which is often the side effect of funerals and deaths.
I went out with
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I busted both of my knees in the parking lot at the theatre. Luckily I didn't bust my head; I threw my arm up enough to protect my head from my rear-view mirror. I got the air knocked from me and I slid halfway under the car next to mine, but all I could think about was how appropo it would be for me to have been that third bad thing. If I'd hit my head as hard as I hit my knee, there would have been scrambled brains, for sure. Not too much pain now, just stiff and annoying knee and elbow pain.
Anyone super-excited about a) 300 or b) The Grind House? Because I am. This year's couple resolution (well, MY resolution,which Mr. K will just have to bend to) is to see one movie a month in the theatre. So. We're up to one, El Oh El.
Speaking of Mr. K, he left me a present in my car today - a bottle of Diet Wild Cherry Pepsi, and a note, which read:
I'm sorry you've had such a shitty week
It's bound to end this awful streak
The thing to remember most of all
Just give the word and I'll kill them all
Yes, my husband, he's such a romantic! (This is a Simpsons reference, no need to worry.)
Hope you all are having fun weekends!