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tarotgalSo my day started out nicely- woke up (after a late night of watching Hornblower, which was fantastic in and of itself) to find Vignette's Cedric fic posted onlist for me!!!!! SQUEE! *huge hugs* I absolutely love it! It's incredible and makes me feel stupid for writing your fic the way I am *starts massive editing process* Hope to have yours done very soon, though. Sorry again for the lateness.
Then I went to see Brokeback Mountain. Turns out it was at 12:45pm instead of 12:15, but no matter. I killed the time by walking around and then saw the movie. And it's past 8pm now and I'm STILL bursting into tears at random intervals over it. OH my gods. It was... just what I expected it to be, only more real and stunning and beautiful and PERFECT than I could have imagined. The actors and the writing and the directing and the DAMN it was all so perfect. And I'm still crying... sobbing... hard. That's got to be the most bittersweet movie I've ever watched. And I'm crying happy and sad tears all at the same time and OH MY GODS that was good. Beyond good. I'm... yeah... bloody fucking fantastic, that.
Then I met my parents at my storage unit and they helped me move some of my big furniture (bed, desk, bookshelves) to the new house. So that's good. I can start moving more stuff there now and sort of unpacking and setting up as I do. Yeah, like I have the time to do that, right? LOL But the move was tedious and took four trips across town and back and a little more than 4 hours. I kept sobbing during the drives (alone in the car) and having to pull myself together in order to get out and move things.
All I feel like doing now is finishing up this soup for dinner and curling up in bed crying. DAMN that was a good movie.
Then I went to see Brokeback Mountain. Turns out it was at 12:45pm instead of 12:15, but no matter. I killed the time by walking around and then saw the movie. And it's past 8pm now and I'm STILL bursting into tears at random intervals over it. OH my gods. It was... just what I expected it to be, only more real and stunning and beautiful and PERFECT than I could have imagined. The actors and the writing and the directing and the DAMN it was all so perfect. And I'm still crying... sobbing... hard. That's got to be the most bittersweet movie I've ever watched. And I'm crying happy and sad tears all at the same time and OH MY GODS that was good. Beyond good. I'm... yeah... bloody fucking fantastic, that.
Then I met my parents at my storage unit and they helped me move some of my big furniture (bed, desk, bookshelves) to the new house. So that's good. I can start moving more stuff there now and sort of unpacking and setting up as I do. Yeah, like I have the time to do that, right? LOL But the move was tedious and took four trips across town and back and a little more than 4 hours. I kept sobbing during the drives (alone in the car) and having to pull myself together in order to get out and move things.
All I feel like doing now is finishing up this soup for dinner and curling up in bed crying. DAMN that was a good movie.
