For lack of a better thing to write about tonight...

... I thought I'd go for a bit of introspection. My NetFlix selections arrived today and the first one that I unwrapped happened to be the 2000 Tom Hanks heart-string-tugger Cast Away. Since Roho and Kestral are still out car shopping I decided I'd make dinner, settle down on the couch and watch the film. All I can say is this is something I should have viewed on a date far, far earlier than today. Yes, it's made to pull at your heart, but dammit I like it anyway. Of course the end of the movie put me in a thoughtful and reflective mood, so I went outside to the porch, pulled out a chair and just sat for a while. It's funny the sounds you can hear when you really listen, and even the hum of the air conditioning units next to the patio took on a different sound when I just closed my eyes.

After fifteen minutes of quiet sitting I found myself once again lacking for something to do, so of course I turned to the Internet. A quick skim of LiveJournal turned up an interesting post by cpaline, wherein she shared a survey that she had lifted from a friend of hers who also has a LiveJournal (Is LJ officially classified as a controlled substance yet?).

So, without ado, I bring you the answers to questions you didn't want to ask about me, thoughtfully tucked behind a cut tag.

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For lack of a better thing to write about tonight...

... I thought I'd go for a bit of introspection. My NetFlix selections arrived today and the first one that I unwrapped happened to be the 2000 Tom Hanks heart-string-tugger Cast Away. Since Roho and Kestral are still out car shopping I decided I'd make dinner, settle down on the couch and watch the film. All I can say is this is something I should have viewed on a date far, far earlier than today. Yes, it's made to pull at your heart, but dammit I like it anyway. Of course the end of the movie put me in a thoughtful and reflective mood, so I went outside to the porch, pulled out a chair and just sat for a while. It's funny the sounds you can hear when you really listen, and even the hum of the air conditioning units next to the patio took on a different sound when I just closed my eyes.

After fifteen minutes of quiet sitting I found myself once again lacking for something to do, so of course I turned to the Internet. A quick skim of LiveJournal turned up an interesting post by cpaline, wherein she shared a survey that she had lifted from a friend of hers who also has a LiveJournal (Is LJ officially classified as a controlled substance yet?).

So, without ado, I bring you the answers to questions you didn't want to ask about me, thoughtfully tucked behind a cut tag.

( Tell me more... )