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I think I've been sick all week, judging by the strange dreams. Hideen rooms, rogue cops looking for child killers, damns, women with bloody feet. All so strange and sad and terrible. Not that I am really helping by watching Ab-normal Beauty but it is such a compelling and gorgeously crafted movie.

Last night we had green tinted skies, and heavy storms. The power went out for a few hours, and it is very dark here without any lights.

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ask me, tell me.

The problem with Livejournal is that it fosters an artificial sense of intimacy even when we know so little. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Or something not so obvious, maybe something you just wonder about. Then post this in your LJ (if you want to) and find out what people don’t know about you.

I had to reword that meme just a bit, but the message is the same.

TCM is showing all kinds of fabulous early 1940s spooky movies, like Leopard Man and Cat People. Black and white movies on summer afternoons with cold water.

I tried to combat my horrid laziness by cleaning the bedroom. I picked up everything on the floor on my side of the room, and even vacuumed. One of the things I miss is having the bed against the wall. It prevents me from acquiring a pile of things, and I like to put my feet up on the wall while reading in bed.