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Forgot that I had a minor Christmas eve meltdown. I'm not sure when it happened -- maybe I've always been this way, but I doubt it -- but I stopped being good with crowds. Now a slightly-packed Wal-Mart will put me in a panic. Crowded parking lots have the same effect. Add uncomfortable social setting and videotaping and singing festive holiday season I have a hard time feeling part of and, well, insanity kicks in.
Work got done gloriously early tonight. As Dad would say, blessed be people who just want to go home -- and the Associated Press. This means massive delightful sleep today. I lika dat. This is what it boils down to. That which allows more sleep is good. That which doesn't is bad. Is it so wrong that my first thought after hearing planes were slamming into the World Trade Center was "Well, that's an Associated Press story, surely there's nothing I can do and my energies are best spent sleeping...." (Okay, so it was roughly ten whole seconds before I thought "There are what whatting into what?", but I'd just gotten to bed, so cutses me some slackses....)
Surely someone's working on a script that turns web pages into Gollumized versions of themselves. If not, I know what I'm doing next week.
Which reminds me. Two bitches about RoTK. Number one, the Eagles. They appear and carry Gandalf from Isengard. They appear and carry Frodo and Sam away from Mordor. Fine. I read the books, I can accept that. But -- unless I dropped my brain -- they get no explanation at all? C'mon. That's sad, Pete. Really. Cut just ten seconds of Gollum blithering and provide just a snippet of explanation. Really. We'll forgive the exposition. The twice-over deus ex aquila is the only aspect of the trilogy I despise, and yes, I can forgive it. Still.
Oh, and the other's the shot of Frodo running into the gateway at Mount Doom. I guess if you shoot a trilogy that's half a day long, there's bound to be one bad CGI shot. Again. Forgiven.
Work got done gloriously early tonight. As Dad would say, blessed be people who just want to go home -- and the Associated Press. This means massive delightful sleep today. I lika dat. This is what it boils down to. That which allows more sleep is good. That which doesn't is bad. Is it so wrong that my first thought after hearing planes were slamming into the World Trade Center was "Well, that's an Associated Press story, surely there's nothing I can do and my energies are best spent sleeping...." (Okay, so it was roughly ten whole seconds before I thought "There are what whatting into what?", but I'd just gotten to bed, so cutses me some slackses....)
Surely someone's working on a script that turns web pages into Gollumized versions of themselves. If not, I know what I'm doing next week.
Which reminds me. Two bitches about RoTK. Number one, the Eagles. They appear and carry Gandalf from Isengard. They appear and carry Frodo and Sam away from Mordor. Fine. I read the books, I can accept that. But -- unless I dropped my brain -- they get no explanation at all? C'mon. That's sad, Pete. Really. Cut just ten seconds of Gollum blithering and provide just a snippet of explanation. Really. We'll forgive the exposition. The twice-over deus ex aquila is the only aspect of the trilogy I despise, and yes, I can forgive it. Still.
Oh, and the other's the shot of Frodo running into the gateway at Mount Doom. I guess if you shoot a trilogy that's half a day long, there's bound to be one bad CGI shot. Again. Forgiven.
