Funny game!! ** Sarbakan: Good Night, Mr. Snoozleberg **

Sometimes I take things way too personal, I guess. That and I feel slightly queasy from eating too much chocolate. Makes me kind of grouchy, all that. That's today, though. What about tomorrow? Tomorrow I have to

a) bring the kitties to the vet to be spayed (poor Puffels)

b) take the day off (as per request of my boss - I don't object)

c) pick up the kitties from the vet

d) fuss over the poor Puffels and cuddle them

e) go to the Cinerama concert (Yay!) (Double Yay!!)

Boy, oh boy. A cake not for the faint of heart, I say. "It was at this point that I realized the liver was beyond salvaging" - boy, oh boy.

A murder of crows

I just chose this headline because I've always found it funny that lots of crows are called a "murder". Sinister things, those crows. Actually, I couldn't tell a crow apart from a raven if my life depended on it. Not very keen on birds, I am. Anyway, that wasn't the point.

The point is that I woke up this morning with a Counting Crows song stuck in my head: "Rain King"

I belong in the service of the queen
I belong anywhere but in between
She’s been dying, I’ve been drinking
And I am the rain king

due to the fact that I heard it yesterday on Scrubs but still turns the dial on "mood for the day" to "grey and rainy". (Which it is outside, as well. Coincidence? I don't think so) Plus, I woke up with a headache.

Arsenal lost, too, yesterday (and I am kind of partial to Arsenal since I watched "Fever Pitch". Shallow? Me? No way Jose!). That and I don't like people winning just because they had money to buy the best players. In that vein I was pleasantly surprised that Monaco (!) won against Real Madrid (!) From what I saw it looked like an exciting game, too - but usually the short recaps do look more exciting than the game in total.

Hit the egg!!! Hit the egg!!! HIT THE EGG!!!

Do you like to paint but really, really suck at it? Don't worry, there's more people like you. And they even have a museum.

Weekend Update

Maybe I should take up exciting hobbies. Parachuting or something. Then I'd have to tell something. As is, nothing much has been happening. On Friday I went to have pizza. Which is always good. Then I went to the sneak preview. Which is almost never good. In this case, we saw Taking Lives which turned out to be a rather lame serial killer movie, ripping off "Seven". With Angelina "Big Lips" Jolie as the Profiler with a capital P. You know, the kind who takes a look at the crime scene and knows that the killer was a lefthanded nun from Kentucky who did it with the candlestick in the library. That always annoys me to some extent. Especially when said profiler couldn't point to the murderer if he had "MURDERER" tattooed on his forehead. Which she couldn't. It was rather ridiculous. And the movie relied on "scare tactics", meaning they'd build up suspense and then a corpse/somebody would turn up "unexpectedly". Squeak!! Eek!! Scream...um...yeah right - mostly we laughed about everything. It DID catch the women in front and in back of me by surprise EVERY FREAKING TIME, though. Duh. Pierced my eardrums somewhat, that did. Is O.K. to watch if nothing's on TV on a rainy Sunday evening. Other than that - nah, not really.

Yesterday I bought a dress for my brother's wedding. Didn't improve my mood as I had to look at myself in a mirror all day. Why do shops have these bright lights in dressing rooms? One looks like a shapeless blob. Well, maybe not every"One", but I do. Plus, going through all those fashionable shops reminded me that I'm not in the least fashionable. Don't mind that much (especially in the light of today's trends - shudder) but I hate having salespeople look down on me because I'm wearing my baggy pants and my t-shirt.

In the evening I did nothing to improve my blobby figure: We all had Raclette. But at least we played exhausting dancing games afterwards. I'm contemplating buying a dancing mat for my PS II - I rather suck at that game, though. But it's fun AND healthy! Then I declined to go out - I am getting old and frumpy. Is frumpy the right word? No. But it sounds like I feel at times. And now I'm watching a Doris Day movie. I am becoming my own grandma. Great. But I like Doris Day movies.

Oh, and I've been listening to my Maroon 5 CD all day which I really like.