::ahem:: Just a slight preface. This entry's going to be riddled with quotes.

"You were conceived in my heart, Came like a dream
To save me from my mortality
Put on your dress, White Goddess
And settle in as the weather folds
Our lives will be entwined, Even when I die
You'll see me through 'till the end of time
No earthly bride, The most beautiful
Star in the world, In the air, On my tongue
Before my eyes, Beyond the stars, Beneath the sun

So take me in your arms again
Lead me in my dreams again
So what is it worth, I'll sell my soul
So what is it worth, Only you know"

One mega-ton chocolate powdered (yes, they do exist) donut to the first person who can tell me what movie I'm currently obsessing over? Hint: it has something to do with the above song.

::tick tock tick tock::

Alrighty, time's up. And the answer is: A Life Less Ordinary. Or ALLO. Or "The-Most-Underrated-Love-Comedy-Ever." Either or. I really don't see why this movie caught on: it's suppose to be a fun, irrelevant romp into all things sap and loverly. It's not suppose to be another effing Trainspotting.

But yes, the song from up above is Ash's "A Life Less Ordinary." If you knew it, then you're probably either another Ash fan or another ALLO fan. Hiya!

(side note: speaking of fan-stuff, I've been tempted to join some of the fanlistings out there... but then I'd have to compensate for that with my layouts and designs.)

Not much stuff done today... or yesterday for that matter. Well, tonight was full of funtabulous activities, but first yesterday. Um... all I remember is sleeping a lot, and oversleeping leaving sis to do a third of the kitchen tiles.

Today was piano (which I kicked complete ass on thanks to my improving sight-reading skills) where I discussed with Chris some house-cleaning tips. The kitchen is even more precarious than others because my grandma, in all her wisdom to cut the cost of installation, didn't have a layer of sealant put on the marble tiles when she got them done. Which means that any stain leaves a scar in the marble. Even water does if allowed to evaporate.

So Chris suggested using water with a bit of vinegar.

Ate at Applebee's for dinner (where their half-sized salads are really whole servings... how people manage to finish a regular salad, I have no idea) (then again, all the "salads" that I make are only side dishes for the main dish, so my perception on a regular serving of salad may be a bit askew) where I found out that the damned restaurant has their own spin-off brand of Nutrisweet. Blech. Oh, and for some reason QVC was on the bar's TV for a good half hour.

Went to Borders afterwards and bumped into crazy Emily from school several times. We discussed all the cute pictures from the Scary Stories To Tell In The Dark, being cold, me giving her a photocopy of my self portrait ("so when you're rich and famous I can sell it and not work for a while!"), etc.

I bumped into her again at the magazine rack and was helping her look for a music mag... that she didn't know the name to. Hm. But, right in the very center, was a Playboy with the model barechested and her crotch covered by a bouquet. Em and I stood back, critiqued the awful composition of the bouquet, and turned the magazine over. She looked better upside down anyways.

There was a cute guy in a red shirt, glasses, a la emo-going-on-rockabilly. And he was alone. And he was wearing his watch on his right wrist. I didn't know whether to rape him because he was sexy or hug him because he was adorable.

::cough::

Got Gaiman and Pratchett's Good Omens. I haven't even finished the first chapter and already I'm rolling on the floor quickly recommending to my friends. It's seriously rare for me to be floored by literature of any sort when not performed, and this one took the cake. For instance, the (abridged) opening snippet:

"Current theories on the creation of the Unverse state that... it came into being between ten and twenty thousand million years ago...The earth itself is generally... four and a half thousand million years old. These dates are incorrect.

"Medieval Jewish scholars put the date of the Creation at 3760 BC. Greek Orthodox theologians put Creation as far back as 5508 BC. These suggestions are also incorrect.

"Archibishop James Usher... suggested that the Heaven and the Earth were created in 4004 BC. One of his aides took the calculation further, and was able to announce triumphantly that the Earth was created on Sunday the 21st of October, 4004 BC, at exactly 9:00 am because God liked to get to work done early in the morning while he was feeling fresh.

"This too was incorrect. By almost a quarter of an hour. The whole business with the fossilized dinosaur skeletons as a joke the paleontologists haven't seen yet.

"This proves two things: Firstly, that God moves in extremely mysterious, not to say, circuitous ways... Secondly, the Earth's a Libra."

Amen. Karen would love this book (basically think the Book of Revelations according to Monty Python) and I'd let her borrow it... if she ever got to viewing/reading VG or Murder Mysteries. And, as added incentive, I hold the first chapter of Pastoral hostage! Ha!

After watching American Idol (and gawking at Jim from behind Paula) I was set to finishing the kitchen... which took a good four hours of gently wiping the tile and then going panic on the grout with a toothbrush to get it as close to white as it can get. Mind you, it wasn't four hours of continuous labor. At some point I took a short break to show sis some Ewan pics online (mainly his Mini Faces gallery) which turned from a minute to an hour of surfing, finding, and commenting on Ewan pics.

To think, I would've been typing this up an hour earlier if I hadn't done that.

... I blame my de-funked sleeping schedule.

Which, I regret to add, has given me this nasty habit of watching Martha Stewart Living in the wee hours of the morning. Mainly for the cooking bits... all other sections I spend staring at Martha's face in horror and amusement that her makeup artists can't hide the fact that she's old and hideous now.

Oh yes, new layouts in the process. Trying to rework an ALLO-inspired design into something a bit more balanced. Or I could just lie down, read my book and eventually fall asleep.

"Choices... there's always choices..."