I can't believe it's been a month since I've posted! I've been such a hermit lately, but I'm endeavoring to fix that this week. With work being so weird, I've become a complete miser with my time.
I'm trying to get the schedules balanced at work, what with our main manager on maternity leave, so I'm now manager. (yaaaay...) And then all the lovely drama we've had with our District Manager, and trying to appease him, I really haven't wanted to see anyone. Bleah. I do not like this about myself. Do not want!
On a brighter note, my writing has picked up again, and I'm vastly enjoying dealing with my new muse--The Mad Hatter! Oh, now, it's not the creepy little old man from the Disney movie, it's a rather tasty treat that's been re-vamped into a new "chapter" in Wonderland. Alice is grown up, the Hatter has "grown down" and it's really a lovely little romance! So, yeah, that's going well and it's keeping my brain in a more positive area to alleviate the stress. Is it bad that a madman is keeping me sane?
So GameBoy took me out to the movies yesterday with some friends of ours to see "Watchmen." I have to say I enjoyed it. Okay, yeah, it's squishy, crunchy, squinky and every other Dwarf-name you can think of, but it's got some badass fight scenes and it's just really freaking cool looking.
Plus it has Nite Owl.
Who's hot.
Hawwwwwwwt...
(Well, mainly in the suit. Out-of...well, I just really want to fix his hair...) But yeah! Ass-kickery! Pretty boys! Big naked blue-guy and his swinging--er...um...*blush*
On a side note, to all of you out there with children, pleasepleasepleaseplease don't take them to movies like this, or "Black Hawk Down", or anything else that will scare the shit out of kids! (Not including show them body parts they aren't even aware of yet!) Some dimwitted couple from, let's say, the suburbian parts of Appalachia (cue banjo), decided to bring their two kids to the movie. A) They were under 5 years old B) one of them was sick; which I discovered this as I watched Becky-Sue-Mary-Misty-Nell administer an oral syringe of Dimetapp to little Earl-Pickle-Button. Now look, I am all for teaching your child the finer points of superheroes, comics, sci-fi and the like. (I had met the majority of "Star Trek" actors before I was 10 thanks to my mom.) However, if *you* feel the need to drag your kid to a movie about noir superheroes, do you research and learn what good judgement is!
*Whew!* Okay, sorry. It just irks me to see stupid parents. Bleh...
So! Go, see "Watchmen" if you're okay with flying blood, big naked blue guys with etc., etc., etc. and really wicked fight scenes.
And go drink some tea!