Those interested in catelin's progress will be glad to know they left around 7pm last night. Around midnight they realized they took a wrong turn and were headed for Shreveport, but that was sorted out quickly. They left Sulfur Springs this morning at 8am, heading towards Texarkana.
My favorite part of Gangs of New York is the early bit where you see Priest Vallon, and the battle in Five Points. With the music, it seems like what Baz Luhrmann might do if he made a violent film. Reminds me somewhat of his Romeo + Juliet and older MTV work, stylized and in sync with the music.
In other news I want it to be December right bloody now. I'm allowed to whine about that, because I haven't been Bridezilla about anything else really. My grandmother called me to ask about china patterns, so we're going to pick one this weekend.
My sorceror is gleeful to a degree unknown before. He was almost giddy when I went to bed, and he's never like that. Meier excels in having no personality whatsoever betray him. But I think the prospect of living for a month in Caspia, being invited to study at the Royal University by Professor Pendrake and training in his new prestige class has cracked his shell. Not to mention the royal writ that ensures he won't ever be a servant again, the money and the nice new clothes. I adore my adventuring scholar and D&D.