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Nov. 3rd, 2007 09:30 amI spent about ten minutes wondering why everything was so damned blurry, and why I couldn't read the monitor. Then, I switched my contacts. It seems my boxes were mislabeled. Hmmm. It is very nice to see again.
Because I accidentally slept for half the afternoon, I ended up playing late into the evening. Mike and I watched Capote, to see the differences between it and Infamous. This is really the sort of thing I enjoy, and wish I had more opportunity to dissect. I like variations of a theme, and to see how different artists portray their subjects. I think Infamous is what you see if you've never read Capote and don't know anything about the murders, but that Capote is really the story and the atmosphere of the actual events.
Koshka has finally discovered that sitting on the couch is safe, and comfortable. He slept beside us during the movie. Yesterday I tried to give him a tiny bit of my hamburger while I was making dinner. I felt guilty because he won't eat his other treats ever since the vet visit. He apparently really, really likes beef. A lot. I ended up feeding him a quarter of my burger in tiny bites, because he just kept begging for more. Last night, he went for the lasagna but I headed him off. One bad food habit is enough.
Because I accidentally slept for half the afternoon, I ended up playing late into the evening. Mike and I watched Capote, to see the differences between it and Infamous. This is really the sort of thing I enjoy, and wish I had more opportunity to dissect. I like variations of a theme, and to see how different artists portray their subjects. I think Infamous is what you see if you've never read Capote and don't know anything about the murders, but that Capote is really the story and the atmosphere of the actual events.
Koshka has finally discovered that sitting on the couch is safe, and comfortable. He slept beside us during the movie. Yesterday I tried to give him a tiny bit of my hamburger while I was making dinner. I felt guilty because he won't eat his other treats ever since the vet visit. He apparently really, really likes beef. A lot. I ended up feeding him a quarter of my burger in tiny bites, because he just kept begging for more. Last night, he went for the lasagna but I headed him off. One bad food habit is enough.