- So. Full. Of hummous and shwarma. I can hardly sit up straight. Unfortunately, I consider this a good thing, and that is why I am a piss-poor dieter.
- Am reading House of Leaves right now, my interest in it having been piqued by
redkisskate, and I cannot say with any certitude that I love it. I cannot say, even, that I like it, especially. What I can say is that I cannot seem to stop reading it. It is a bit of a mess, but it is a mess to obsess over, to bite my nails over, to be totally freaked out by. It fascinates me to the point that I am reluctant to stop reading to go to bed, to the point where I kind of want to call in sick to keep reading. And this makes me think: what more can one ask from a book? Beauty of language, fine storytelling, compelling plot: these are objective things, and I love reading books that contain them. But in the end, it's the subjective that makes a book memorable, for me.
Will possibly overintellectualize later on why this book has this strange hold over me. But for now: *_* - Today a man came into the office where I was working. He was friends with several of the office staff, and was complaining about how he's always getting hit on by gay men. If I weren't opposed to making personal comments to people I hardly know, I'd have told him that if he didn't want to be hit on by gay men, he totally ought to stop dressing like a stereotypical gay man's wet dream. Tall, extremely fit, handsome, with hair shorn very close to the scalp but not completely shaved, tight jeans, tight t-shirt with the sleeves rolled just a bit. I mean, just looking at him, my gaydar went off the charts, and man, I would have said before today I don't even have gaydar. Of course gay men try to pick him up. I would, if I were a gay man.
- I got upgraded again, at my hotel, this time to one of those mini-suite thingies. I now have a kitchenette and a little living room with a sofa and armchair for the week. And where am I sitting? In bed. Where did I sit last night before bedtime? In bed.
- Dream last night: I was a nanny to Britney Spears' new baby. More than that, I do not think I need to say.
- I miss my dog.
- I miss my lj friends. I hope you are doing well.
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Date: 2005-05-18 10:02 am (UTC)Sofas are fine at home. In a hotel room, the bed is the centre of operations.
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Date: 2005-05-19 02:20 am (UTC)What did you think of the trailer? I haven't seen it yet myself; I'm off to go watch it now.
And guess where I am sitting right now? In bed. I am surrounded by--apart from the laptop--an open book, a book of crosswords, and a knitting bag. I haven't decided yet how to spend the final part of my evening, you see, and I want to HAVE IT ALL RIGHT HERE SO I DON'T HAVE TO GET UP AGAIN. I am ashamed to say that I really am that lazy.
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Date: 2005-05-19 09:24 am (UTC)What did you think??
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Date: 2005-05-20 12:01 pm (UTC)But again, for the first time viewing an HP trailer, I just have no idea what to expect from the actual film. It could go either way, you know? Considering the director, I mean.