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effervescible) wrote2001-12-29 12:56 pm
effervescible) wrote2001-12-29 12:56 pm
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Good thing: Beeswax lip balm
It's keen! It heals my cracked lips AND it makes them tingle right after I apply it. It's probably got some mind-altering hallucinogen in it, but hey...tingly.
Bad thing: Banging (is that really the right word? It doesn't make a banging noise) your upper arm into the pointed corner of your friend's car's door. Owie. I did that the other day and I now have a lovely, painful purple-turning-yellow bruise. What fun!
Last night, Jeff and I went with Mom and her friend Mrs. Guthrie to see Lord of the Rings. I was the only one who'd already seen it, so I got to be slightly smug. Okay, maybe more than slightly, but just a little. I'm glad Jeff came. Even if we did spend three hours in near-silence, it was good to have a friend along. I don't mind hanging out with the parentals and `old folk', but when they start in on their Teacher Talk I'm a little out of my depth. I wonder if my mom knows that my mental self has green hair and a nose ring. It would probably look stupid if I ever actually did it, but I'm more alternative than they realize. While I think of it, what's the deal with nose rings, anyways? They're so fickle. It's obviously just MHO, but I've only seen two people ever who look good with them: Joan Osborne and![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
strangegrrl. Maybe I just need to meet more people. Sometimes I wish I could just cut my hair short(er) and be done with it and feel free to experiment more, but I always get too nervous.
Well, that went in a different direction than I planned. So, LOTR. It was just as good the second time, I think. I caught more of the names this time around. I think I appreciated more of the layers this time around. I can't wait for the other movies, and I'll probably read the books, but I want to see the films before I read the books. It was a really magical experience coming into Fellowship with barely any knowledge of the events, and I'd like to keep that for the others. I might buy the DVD when it comes out--there are sure to be lots of goodies, and probably quite a few cut scenes. That would make my very first non-anime dvd, voot.
Moving back to Christmas...Christmas morning was nice and relaxed. Every year now that I'm more adult I remember the childhood Christmas mornings when Marc and I would manage to contain ourselves until 6:30 before dragging Mom and Dad up. Now it's like...go away...I want to sleep. Grandma's getting more senile, though, you can tell. Marc got her a good book he thought she'd like and she just bitched that it wasn't in large print. She didn't even thank him. He's not a big talker, but it was obvious that he was kind of hurt. She doesn't mean anything by it, we know, but it still kind of sucks. She's grown crabbier and more selfish in the past few years...more childish, I guess. I'm glad she at least lives in the local assisted living place so we can take care of her now.
The annual (other side) family party was kind of low-key this year. Tony and Ann got divorced, so neither she nor the Spastic Children From Hyperland were there. I have a bazillion cousins, but many A) live farther away now B) have kids of their own to start traditions with or C) just...weren't there. It was nice catching up with aunts and uncles, but I don't know if I want to go next year. Grandma (Mom's mom) slept through most of the party, and I made sure to hug her when she did wake up. It hurts to say it, but it very well might be her last Christmas. I don't want her to die, but she's been fading for a while now. Mom even says she's surprised that she hasn't gone yet. Basically, she's anorexic. She's a skeleton. Watching her decline isn't fun, but it's at least prepared us...I worry about Grandpa, because he's still in good health and pretty sharp for his age, so he'll be around a while I think. Mom doesn't seem worried about him, though, and she's got more sense than some of our relatives so I guess I'll try not to worry either.
Boy, this is depressing, isn't it? On to happier things...winter break is fun. I wish Seiya-chan was connecte to the net so I wouldn't have to use the parents' computer, but at least this one connects to Morpheus. And really damn quickly, too. I found some fun Cowboy Bebop and Trigun music videos this week and I'm all inspired to work on mine again. If only I could make those damn transitions work...grrr. I hope Josh gets on later so I can pummel him with questions. My favorite video of the moment is the Trigun one to Garbage's "When I Grow Up." It just...fits. If you've seen the anime you know what I mean. *grin* It's also good videomaking. Plus, I just adore this song. It also makes me want to go with the idea of making a video to "Cherry Lips." Hee hee.
Hopping around again, timewise, this morning was good. I got up rather earlier than I usually do and was greeted by two! Two! good stories. I sent feedback to both and that gives me a warm glowy feeling. I like saying something that's more than "good fic write more!"
Well, Val just called and we yapped for a bit and now I'm totally off track...not even sure if there was more to say...so, later.
Bad thing: Banging (is that really the right word? It doesn't make a banging noise) your upper arm into the pointed corner of your friend's car's door. Owie. I did that the other day and I now have a lovely, painful purple-turning-yellow bruise. What fun!
Last night, Jeff and I went with Mom and her friend Mrs. Guthrie to see Lord of the Rings. I was the only one who'd already seen it, so I got to be slightly smug. Okay, maybe more than slightly, but just a little. I'm glad Jeff came. Even if we did spend three hours in near-silence, it was good to have a friend along. I don't mind hanging out with the parentals and `old folk', but when they start in on their Teacher Talk I'm a little out of my depth. I wonder if my mom knows that my mental self has green hair and a nose ring. It would probably look stupid if I ever actually did it, but I'm more alternative than they realize. While I think of it, what's the deal with nose rings, anyways? They're so fickle. It's obviously just MHO, but I've only seen two people ever who look good with them: Joan Osborne and
strangegrrl. Maybe I just need to meet more people. Sometimes I wish I could just cut my hair short(er) and be done with it and feel free to experiment more, but I always get too nervous.Well, that went in a different direction than I planned. So, LOTR. It was just as good the second time, I think. I caught more of the names this time around. I think I appreciated more of the layers this time around. I can't wait for the other movies, and I'll probably read the books, but I want to see the films before I read the books. It was a really magical experience coming into Fellowship with barely any knowledge of the events, and I'd like to keep that for the others. I might buy the DVD when it comes out--there are sure to be lots of goodies, and probably quite a few cut scenes. That would make my very first non-anime dvd, voot.
Moving back to Christmas...Christmas morning was nice and relaxed. Every year now that I'm more adult I remember the childhood Christmas mornings when Marc and I would manage to contain ourselves until 6:30 before dragging Mom and Dad up. Now it's like...go away...I want to sleep. Grandma's getting more senile, though, you can tell. Marc got her a good book he thought she'd like and she just bitched that it wasn't in large print. She didn't even thank him. He's not a big talker, but it was obvious that he was kind of hurt. She doesn't mean anything by it, we know, but it still kind of sucks. She's grown crabbier and more selfish in the past few years...more childish, I guess. I'm glad she at least lives in the local assisted living place so we can take care of her now.
The annual (other side) family party was kind of low-key this year. Tony and Ann got divorced, so neither she nor the Spastic Children From Hyperland were there. I have a bazillion cousins, but many A) live farther away now B) have kids of their own to start traditions with or C) just...weren't there. It was nice catching up with aunts and uncles, but I don't know if I want to go next year. Grandma (Mom's mom) slept through most of the party, and I made sure to hug her when she did wake up. It hurts to say it, but it very well might be her last Christmas. I don't want her to die, but she's been fading for a while now. Mom even says she's surprised that she hasn't gone yet. Basically, she's anorexic. She's a skeleton. Watching her decline isn't fun, but it's at least prepared us...I worry about Grandpa, because he's still in good health and pretty sharp for his age, so he'll be around a while I think. Mom doesn't seem worried about him, though, and she's got more sense than some of our relatives so I guess I'll try not to worry either.
Boy, this is depressing, isn't it? On to happier things...winter break is fun. I wish Seiya-chan was connecte to the net so I wouldn't have to use the parents' computer, but at least this one connects to Morpheus. And really damn quickly, too. I found some fun Cowboy Bebop and Trigun music videos this week and I'm all inspired to work on mine again. If only I could make those damn transitions work...grrr. I hope Josh gets on later so I can pummel him with questions. My favorite video of the moment is the Trigun one to Garbage's "When I Grow Up." It just...fits. If you've seen the anime you know what I mean. *grin* It's also good videomaking. Plus, I just adore this song. It also makes me want to go with the idea of making a video to "Cherry Lips." Hee hee.
Hopping around again, timewise, this morning was good. I got up rather earlier than I usually do and was greeted by two! Two! good stories. I sent feedback to both and that gives me a warm glowy feeling. I like saying something that's more than "good fic write more!"
Well, Val just called and we yapped for a bit and now I'm totally off track...not even sure if there was more to say...so, later.
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I understand the thing about grandma's possibly last Christmas. Its a hard realization. But also as you get older you realize that you just never know at all if you are going to see anyone again. It's best to just appreciate everyone you love and not worry too much about it. Sounds depressing but really I think it makes life richer to be that way. Not that I don't worry as well. Ever since my dad died I get all worried whenever my mom takes a road trip, or something. She used to never take care of herself until I finally nagged her into at least having regular annual Dr's appointments. Now her Doc (whom I love) won't let her miss an appointment.
Gawd, I didn't mean to get off on such a tangent!
BTW, I still haven't seen LOTR!