i'm lost and then i'm found

monday again. already. christ in a sidecar.

slow ascent back into the half-court-press of normalcy, so to speak. drifting out of the shadow moodland as a pace not nearly so rapid as i would like, but such is life. ascending nonetheless.

so, castle in the sky (laputa) was absolutely mind-blowingly wonderful. even with james van de beek providing the voice of pazu. even all the tiny creatures around us fell silent during the film--entranced, indeed.proof that you don't need CGI to build a better mousetrap. or elton john or whitney houston or any of those horrible tricks to which we've so recently been subjected by the powers that be. i don't wish to malign computer animation at all--it's a mystifying and beautiful art form...but it shouldn't be used to phase out and obsolesce traditional animation.

*whew.* rant over.

afterwards, i sadly slid back into my mood of evil, much to my chagrin and roos'. fortunately for me, roos rocks my world, and saw that what i really needed was a subway-free night of alcohol and showtunes. "booze! my only true friend!" i, apparently, repaid this favor by hogging the bed.

didn't mean to.

i had my little fiesta for raski last night. i like to think it was a raging success! biscuit came over and cooked up a storm (yummy), the roommate prepared the lasagne that's been lurking in our freezer for ages, i did asparagus and my traditional sushi.

for being a meal assembled by a committee, i think we did pretty damn well. and now i have terrifying quantities of leftovers to dispose of. (we should all have such problems, right)

and--best part? i finally got to show off the boy. i was starting to worry that everyone thought he was just a figment of my imagination, as nobody had seen hide nor hair of him save my roommate.

so, all things considered, not a bad weekend. definitely excellent strides to shaking off this horrendous mood i've been in. with any luck, it will be gone by the time i get on the train to boston. if i feel this volatile (or, at least as volatile as i was this past weekend) when i'm around my family, things are bound to get ugly.

hm. that reminds me. boston. packing. must find a bag. a bag big enough to accomodate my hairdryer. (it's very important, you know.)