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Sunday Sunday, October Edition
Oct. 16th, 2011 01:18 pmWent to see The Thing prequel last night, and from what I could gather, it seems like a film I'd really like to go back and watch again sometime--preferably when I'm not in the grip of an incredibly painful bout of full-on gastric distress. Word to the wise: It seems that dried apricots are not something to make an entire meal of, at least for me. (Didn't help that my period had started at the exact same instant, either, I suppose--but really, it would've sucked pretty hard either way.)
Spoiler-ridden musings below the cut:( Read more... )
So, that could've gone better. OTOH, they were having a 20% off sale at the World's Biggest Bookstore, on top of my usual Indigo card discount. This allowed me to finally pick up a copy of Susie Moloney's The Thirteen, along with Rick Yancey's The Isle of Blood (Monstrumologist 3, and a book I hadn't even known existed--The Burning Soul, John Connolly's latest Charlie Parker novel. Isle of Blood alone went from $20.00 before taxes to $15.11 afterwards, and the other two books, which would've normally cost over $70.00 together, ended up costing less than $50.00.
This morning, I was too (literally) crapped out to do anything but sleep in, and was plagued with dreams both epic--my Dad and I watching a performance/pitch session one of my former students had set up in order to pre-sell a Black Metal opera about a vampire-run concentration camp, which at one point featured a chorus of singing severed heads--and mundane--I dreamed I bought a cheese bun and almost ate it, but then remembered it wasn't gluten-free. Still, I feel a bit better now...well enough to write this, anyhow.
You guys?
Spoiler-ridden musings below the cut:( Read more... )
So, that could've gone better. OTOH, they were having a 20% off sale at the World's Biggest Bookstore, on top of my usual Indigo card discount. This allowed me to finally pick up a copy of Susie Moloney's The Thirteen, along with Rick Yancey's The Isle of Blood (Monstrumologist 3, and a book I hadn't even known existed--The Burning Soul, John Connolly's latest Charlie Parker novel. Isle of Blood alone went from $20.00 before taxes to $15.11 afterwards, and the other two books, which would've normally cost over $70.00 together, ended up costing less than $50.00.
This morning, I was too (literally) crapped out to do anything but sleep in, and was plagued with dreams both epic--my Dad and I watching a performance/pitch session one of my former students had set up in order to pre-sell a Black Metal opera about a vampire-run concentration camp, which at one point featured a chorus of singing severed heads--and mundane--I dreamed I bought a cheese bun and almost ate it, but then remembered it wasn't gluten-free. Still, I feel a bit better now...well enough to write this, anyhow.
You guys?
