It's a good example of how thoroughly thrown off my game I am that the Independent Spirit awards were yesterday, and the Oscars are today, and I love awards shows -- from just watching to the whole joy of actually attending -- and yet, I've barely thought to acknowledge they exist this year. I haven't forgotten completely, I'm ready, there's just ( Read more... )

Bored, bored, bored. I hate airports; I hate flying home. I hate this. I hate my connection dropping me. I would hate LA, but I'm coming home only to hide again with beloved friends until other commitments make responsibility unavoidable ( Read more... )

I've been mailing postcards every so often from where I am right now, but I've broken down several times to use the Internet despite promising myself I wouldn't. The postcards are just keeping in touch, but this is definitely cheating. Like any kind of cheating - like chocolate on your diet, like the illicit kiss or touch - this is somehow even ( Read more... )

When everyone that lives there leaves a house, no matter the reasons, the house looks sadder. Some houses mourn their owners and don't seem to like goodbye ( Read more... )

I flipped a coin, and heads said Hawaii, tails said New Zealand, as the places recommended to me as good places to land if I were to fly away. Since the coin came up with a picture of the Kitty Hawk flight in North Carolina rather than George Washington, the land of Lord of the Rings is now on my itinerary. (Thanks, Colin.) The countdown now reads ( Read more... )

For once I'm not going to cut this, because if nothing else, it may make the American Idol influx scroll a bit. Which is nothing against them, just that man, they're a little spammy on the page, something they and I have in common ( Read more... )

( Here you find an account of a day at the fair, a busy life, beloved friends, and more. )

marla__sokoloff. Marla, Marla, Marla. Thank you so much for the paid-and-extra-icons present. I feel like a kid who's just been given the extra-deluxe box of Crayolas and all the paper she could wish. And you know how I am about anything artistic, how much I love it. ;-* You're still the best.

Now I have no excuse not to make lots and lots of icons. Uh oh.

I'm getting a classic junior-high birthday fete from Mister Josh Hartnett! You have no idea how much I'm looking forward to this. I intend to go in the Playplace when the employees aren't looking, make sure to get the promotional toy from the Happy Meal (apparently, it's miniature My Little Ponies lately), risk being kicked out of the theater ( Read more... )

Which is all I have time to post, am being dragged away before there is a candlewax and dessert incident.

Still no urge to go to bed early and be more adult. Good sign.