I've gone shopping seven days in a row now, so far. I've bought 4/3 of a present. The efficiency buff in me is crying.

I've seen Equilibrium four times, and though I noticed many mistakes this time it's still one of my favorite movies. It's a shame it'll be out of theaters this friday. Oh well, the DVD should be out soon. I saw The Two Towers last night, and it was really very good. The fight sequences, of course, rocked, and while it's tough to reacquaint myself with the idea of the 'epic hero', the person who can run for five days with no sleep and little food only to fight a tremendous battle against all odds and still claim victory, the rush is still there. I also saw Nemesis, which I thought was very good as Star Trek movies go, and almost qualified as a good film of its own right. It was seen in good company, which is always part of it.

I finished the lining, but I don't have enough black to complete the shirt. Denny couldn't think of what to get me for Christmas, so when he asked I told him he should take me fabric shopping. I don't think he realized that I was serious.

I've been hanging around Denny's house a lot lately, and it makes me kind of sad. I envy him for the last thing one would expect: his family. My dad is a xenophobe, and my mom is a nutcase. I love them both, but we've never been especially close, and as such we never do things together. It's not the sort of thing I would even attempt to change, it's simply the way we are. Usually, that precept would be enough to satisfy me, but while I wouldn't have traded my parents or my childhood for anything, I still had never considered the way things could have been. I look at Denny's family, and I see parents who still love each other, and a bond between he and Jenn and Mandy that has grown so much since even last summer. I don't regret, and I don't resent, but in my own way I envy. Oh well.

I'm going to go now, to triumph in the face of yet another day... one guess as to which movie that's from...

Five days have passed. I've gone shopping all five of them, and bought half of one thing the whole time. I hate shopping. I hate stuff. I love Christmas.

I just laughed at myself a bit more. I wrote some nonsense about balance that went something like: I need balance in my life. I need to create and to destroy. I give and I take, though it is myself that I give and myself that I take. Perhaps I listen because I need to speak, or perhaps I speak because I need to listen. I would rather need the both of them in moderation, but the amplitude of my need is more than I would prefer. Blah freaking blah. I went on to write that I'm seeing Equilibrium for the fourth time. Irony, or at least irony now that that stupid song has put the Grand Canyon between the denotative and connotative meanings of the word: Seeing a movie whose title means balance an excessive number of times. Forgive my failing sense of humor.

I've learned so many songs in the last three nights I don't even want to think about it. I'm learning another six songs of lyrics tonight. My brain is going to throw up. I cut the playlist down so it would fit on one CD, because it was two hours before and I don't even know where we're going to play. Speaking of which, does anyone want a band?

*sigh*

Gainesville was fun. I won Bohnanza and got spanked at Pit. Smash Brothers fell somewhere in the middle. Ming is still cool, which is nice. His girlfriend took the long way up, to put things lightly. It took her five hours for her to take the same trip that we made in two. Ming's concern for her was... touching. I had forgotten the genuine. Thanks dude.

I'm going to go back to sewing. Yeah, you heard me. No trolling my blog. Take care all.