...first things first, because my cute little thing says so, it's
laforce's birthday today! Go wish him happiness and such. Unfortunately, I haven't been able to wish it to him in person or over some better means than this today, but I hope the thought counts.
Roommate N and a friend (Fuji, by nickname) are downstairs playing Halo on Fuji's X-Box. And doing okay at it. Me? I'm kinda bored, almost. But almost... because not having employment is still a spur in my buttocks. I'm fluctuating between outright depression and insane anger. Kinda like the weather out here. It's been off and on between raging storms and peaceful clam/light rain.
I did sit down and watch
What Dreams May Come today. It's a beautiful flick and it helped with the moodiness. Then again, I tend to get emotionally attached to movies and books and things like that. I hate to see series and stories end, if they're good. I get wrapped up with the characters and all that. Anyone else have that sort of problem, or am I just weird like that?
Back to the movie. Excellent, well done, superb. Worth the time (and the money) to have in your collection. If you haven't seen it yet, you should.
Not much else to report on this front, unless another storm front with tornado capabilities decides to drop in uninvited.
( Thus, silly list. Different than last. Also, obscenely long. )