Showing posts with label Moulin Rouge. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Moulin Rouge. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

December begins.

So I'm just typing all journal-esque today. I didn't do anything today. Really. I got up early to shower (I like to get up early to shower because no one is either there or awake) I don't really know how I do it either. Get up early that is. I never set an alarm. I just think the night before "I gotta shower in the morning" and I wake up around like 9ish. I usually go to bed again afterward, but sometimes there is a movie I feel like watching that I know Mikey wont like so I'll watch it while he is still asleep.

Today I went back to bed. I was pretty sick yesterday, and slightly sick today. I think its just a little bit of a cold bug. One of those many things that would never affect anyone but my broken down immune system. I don't mind though. Well, not usually. This time of year I get sick rather often (not fun) but I'm pretty used to it. At least being sick so much has really put me in tune with how things are happening on my insides. That's always convenient.

I got up when Mikey got back from his shower, which I pretty much do everyday. Then I think I just laid in bed for a little while til Mikey went up to make food for the work day. I took the dogs out and fed them and the cat. Then sat and talked to Mikey while he made his lunch/dinner for work, then gave him a kiss bye and went down to my room, or as I like to refer to it amongst the voices, The Hole. Not in a bad way, but I think I have rodent like tendencies at times. i.e. I emerge from my hole to eat, emerge from my hole to used the bathroom, emerge from my hole, get spooked by my shadow and flee back into my hole. Leaving the world with 6 more weeks of winter.

And that really covers my day. I've been in my hole. I get the occasional visitor (I think Mikey's parents worry about how anti-social I am) But I like quiet and calm. Rodent like I know. Maybe I was a mole in a past life or something. Who knows. I certainly don't.

So the first thing I did in my hole (yes I'm going into detail) was turn on Howl's Moving Castle and watch about half before I couldn't keep my eyes open anymore. So I took a snooze which was rudely interrupted by Little Bud thinking the boogie man was breaking in and started barking. Little jerk is lucky I love him so (even though I did momentarily kick him off the couch). So I finished watching Howl and then turned on The Velvet Goldmine. And part way through a certain music video (its about rock stars) that shows an alien at the service of both female and male blow up dolls (for my more sensitive readers I wont go into further detail) Mikey's mom walked in. Luckily our tv is situated so that I could stand (kinda awkwardly) so that she would not see it. Knowing this movie pretty well I knew when that part was over and sat down.

After she left I thought through the movie and remembered it is rated R and for good reason. So to avoid any further awkward standing moments I changed movies and put in Moulin Rouge. Well after I put on my favorite movie I sat down and picked up the book I had gotten over the past weekend. Suddenly I'm 3/4 the way through this book and the credits for Moulin Rouge are rolling. How did that even happen?! Feeling guilty that I had paid such little attention to the movie that has brought me so much happiness I took it out of the player and turned on Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children. I LOVE this movie. Though I'm on the second time watching it, (and completely done with my book) I'm not to tired of it. Its one of those I don't HAVE to pay attention to. Let me explain.

I have some movies that I haven't watched yet to pick up on every silly simple thing. For instance in Moulin Rouge I can recite the whole movie including sound effects in perfect time. Its not necessarily because I watch them to much (though I'm sure that is a factor) My brain just picks everything up. I see a fire, and my brain notes how the smoke flows, how high the flames get and when, what people are saying and who says what. Its one of my favorite thing about my brain. Seeing everything. Hearing everything. Sometimes I don't even realize I'm listening to someone or something until they ask and I can recite everything they just said. I am a peculiar person I suppose.

I'm sure everyone that has seen Advent Children (or anything containing FFVII) is thinking "Ooohhh! Cloud! I lurve him so!" Yeah, Cloud is awesome and a total BA, but I LOVE.... wait for it... Yazoo! I do. He is so odd and almost ethereal. He has a sort of feminine way about him, that I would probably find tedious in real life. But for a few hours on tv I love his weird ways.

Yazoo. He is wicked awesome.

Yep. So with better health on the horizon I will be heading to my mom's tomorrow, and the Festival of Trees (should 'the' be capitalized?) with Mikey's mom and sisters Friday. I think Oliver may be sneakily tagging along in my purse *insert mischievous grin here) And I think that's all for now. Well FFVII just ended (again) so I am heading over to watch another movie... or restart this one. Maybe I'll watch a little Chaplin.... Hm... Its really hard to say, but either way this blog is ending. So toodles.

Friday, April 17, 2009

More pictures. Just not today.

I'm gonna post pics tomorrow. I'm in no mood today. Plus I haven't taken any interesting pics. So yeah. How goes it, Earth? Good? Well I'm going to assume that collective non response is a "Yes Shay, the Earth is good." The Earth is kinda a jerk. Referring to itself in the third person. Probably has a big ego.

Anywho. I'm not to interesting today. Just chillin'. Not even interestingly or rhymingly. I watched freaking Repo: The Genetic Opera all day today. Literally. I watched Moulin Rouge and The Rocky Horror Picture Show, but other than that, it was a day filled with Repo. And the lamest part? I still wanna watch it. I'm terrible with some things.

Sometimes I get on these kicks were I just have this one thing in my head to watch, and I watch and watch and watch, or if its music, I can still play and My Chemical Romance cd all damn day long and still crave it. Its like that with movies also. Sometimes it goes away, but not always. Right now Repo is one that I can't stop. I need help. I think I'm addicted to Zydrate. Gah!

Which brings me to another point that's been annoying. I need a strange cultured friend. Someone that likes musicals, and horror (not shock gore), and artistic movies. I am going mad with having no one to discuss these things with. Well other than Neisha, but she is not always readily available. I want some one that can come hang out, and watch crazy unheard of, or slightly forgotten movies. It gets dull only having myself to talk to. I don't bother to much with the animals anymore. At least with myself I get a response.

Anywho. Well I'm done for now. Toodles.