Puffy Eyes
I watched Seven Pounds last night. Early on, I had an idea about the title but that was wrong. The title is never explicitly explained but you'll figure it out. I figured out the major plot at the 45 minute mark (still enjoying that it never followed a conventional hollywood style: give the plot & characters in the first 15 minutes; end with happily ever after) - and cried my eyes out, non stop, for the remainder of the film (1hr 15 min). Can you say "emotional baggage"?!?
Even when I'd pull myself together for a second, something would happen and I'd start bawling again. Half the time, I couldn't even figure out exactly why I was crying - but I was. Heavily.
Sooo... big, swollen, puffy eyelids today. They should be back to normal by tonight.
I loved the movie. Can't say much without giving it away. I originally thought that the movie might be Oscar worthy, but not the acting. But then it occurred to me that very fact that the acting wasn't totally obvious, means it IS oscar worthy. And if they made me cry for over an hour, they were certainly doing something right!
Earlier in the evening, after running errands, I took myself to dinner**. I can't believe how long it's been since I've done that... actually eating at a restaurant. I used to go once or twice a week but I think the last time I went was Thanksgiving (and that was just sad). It was a nice, albeit overpriced, treat.
Today:**Many thanks to those who answered the LQotD!! I wanted to confirm that I really am the only person who eats as poorly as I do. My Sat night "dinner" was a bag of doritos & tray of cookies.
DVDs went in the mail... you should get them in a day or two. I was surprised to see a Salvation Army bellringer outside the Post Office. Doesn't that usually end at Christmas? Whatever, I dropped in all my spare bills.
I came in to nothing to do. I forgot that my mentor would be in today. We had a nice time talking about everything under the sun (I'm not kidding, there's really no work to do till next year). She saw Marley & Me and I confirmed that it ends the way I suspected - which means I can't go see it cause I'll get COMPLETELY hysterical and that's kind of embarrassing in public.
I put out all the leftover cookies & candy that I brought in last week... SUGAR STATION!! They'll easily last this entire week. Betty appreciated her double-espresso vodka and gingerbread glass rimming sugar. I encouraged her to have some Cookies w/Perks so she'd know exactly what the vodka tastes like.
My cube neighbor gave me a bunch of flavored beers. He was supposed to bring in pumpkin beer (which I love) but it turned out to be Apricot beer (like it), an IPA (like it), and 2 bottles of "Curve Ball" beer, which I've never had. I was going to abstain from drinking for awhile but it occurred to me that it might actually be smarter for me to booze up at home this week, so that if I decide to go out Wed night, it will be easy NOT to drink. Yes, I realize that sounds like alcoholic's logic - but it's also accurate (if I drink now, I'll be over it by Wed; if I don't, I'm liable to go overboard when I'm around it - esp on a drinking holiday).
I forgot about seeing The Party. Maybe I'll do that tonight. If I forget, Jan 1 is also an option (as is Netflix).
Well, harrumphh... I totally forgot what I was going to say and now I'm just bored of myself. Till later....
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