so let’s go home and make a mess

After escaping the utter chaos that was the library yesterday, I went home and finally watched “Monster’s Ball”. It didn’t exactly cheer me up, since it is an unremittingly depressing film, but I was glad I saw it. Unfortunately, the sex scenes left me worse off than I had been earlier in the day. I don’t know why people were complaining about them in the reviews; I find realistic simulated sex much more titillating to watch than porn. Afterwards, I felt cranky and restless, and I tried to drive to Target for no particular reason, but turned off the expressway way before I got anywhere near it.

I thought sleep might suit me, so I tried that for an hour, then woke up with some odd certainty that I would find FunkyPlaid online. As soon as I logged on to iChat, Lunesse told me to look at my LiveJournal friends list.

You won’t be able to guess what I found.

Second only to the sweetness of this gesture is the knowledge that I deserve it.

About Halsted M. Bernard

Halsted, a/k/a cygnoir, does stuff with words. Her favourite things to do with words are keeping this diary, writing stories, and organising information. She lives in Edinburgh with her husband, two cats, a few gadgets, several fountain pens, and many books.