My eyes are bleary from playing Snake on my cell phone for a good chunk of the afternoon. It is the only semblance of a video game in my possession, & I plan to escape into it with great vigor.
Mischka came over & we sat under the great blanket watching Gods and Monsters & as in-love with Sir Ian as I am well-known to be, I saw the whole movie through a gauze veil on which my brain was playing Snake the whole time.
When I saw Gods and Monsters at the Drexel, I (predictably) teared up every time something beautiful happened. Today I did not. I am to be commended for my self-restraint.
Today I like the words "equidistant," "lamellibranch" (still), "tachycardia," "shelf."
