(no subject)

[apocalypsos]

Yay! I don't have to write fic today. I've decided that I'm giving myself a day off and then it's off to work on Chapter Five.

Urgh ... I just realized yesterday that Valentine's Day is this weekend, and now my brain hurts. You want to hear something sad? I've never had the occasion to celebrate Valentine's Day. Not once. Never gotten flowers, I think I may have gotten candy once but it goes to show how memorable that must have been, and special little Valentine's dates? Yeah, right. (Did I mention I didn't go to my senior prom? Yeah. Mmm-hmm.) I can't decide whether I'm going to go the "I choose me!" route this weekend and take myself out on a goddamn date, or if I'm going to get it through my thick skull that the "I choose me!" routine is antithetical to everything I stand for and just have myself a "Terminator" marathon to watch shit blow up.

And why am I willingly watching "Practical Magic"? Did I do something wrong I don't remember doing?

EDIT: Michael McKean is going to be the new Edna Turnblad in "Hairspray" on Broadway?! Aw, maaaan. I want to go see. *whines*

Comments

[hamadryad.livejournal.com]

First: "The Terminator" got me through my high school freshman homecoming QUITE nicely...in the theater yet. And while I was dateless. And while my best friends made out with their boythings on both sides of me. Loudly. Therefore, an entire "Terminator" marathon with NO rude 14-year-olds making out loudly on either side can be nothing but good - particularly with peanut M&Ms and popcorn with far too much artificial butter-flavored grease.

Second: "Practical Magic" is good the way "The Craft" is good, except Fairuza Balk should have won an Oscar and Sandra Bullock should have won a kick in the rubber parts.

Third: I heard about Michael McKean and therefore am forced to hate everyone who has a chance to see him in "Hairspray." But I thought he was doing the show on the WEST coast? I could be wrong.