Thanks -- was great fun. Sorry I can't make the weekend, but I'm already going to elise's party. Unless, of course, you'd like me to pop over and say hello on Sunday, but that would be with three children in tow...
Oooh, which films? When I'm like that, I almost always manage to over-do it on the wine. *pout* But that's compensated by having managed to "let go" for an hour or two.
In this case, Top Secret (which I'd seen before but forgotten lots of, and was in a position this time to appreciate rather more of the references) and Scary Movie 3 (which I hadn't, but was also absolutely what I needed).
I think I probably hit the right balance, more or less, on the wine: that lovely crossover zone of being utterly relaxed (if rather giggly) while still retaining a vestigial ability to stand up and walk. Well, OK, stagger... I admit to one or two "I just actually said that instead of thinking it, didn't I" moments, but that's a hazard of life in general; the wine just changes the probabilities a little :)
I agree completely with the "letting go" part; I'm reminded a little of Roger Rabbit's "Thanks! I really needed that...", in R.K. Maroon's office. It was particularly welcome since this morning's GP appointment, which I thought was going to resolve at least one of the issues that's been getting me down utterly failed to do so, since the specialists I saw a couple of months ago still haven't got round to writing to my doctor... sigh.
Thanks for the befriending, by the way; to answer the unasked question, I came to your journal via nhw, who (along with his wife) is an old friend from college days.
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Date: 2004-07-23 03:05 am (UTC)I think I probably hit the right balance, more or less, on the wine: that lovely crossover zone of being utterly relaxed (if rather giggly) while still retaining a vestigial ability to stand up and walk. Well, OK, stagger... I admit to one or two "I just actually said that instead of thinking it, didn't I" moments, but that's a hazard of life in general; the wine just changes the probabilities a little :)
I agree completely with the "letting go" part; I'm reminded a little of Roger Rabbit's "Thanks! I really needed that...", in R.K. Maroon's office. It was particularly welcome since this morning's GP appointment, which I thought was going to resolve at least one of the issues that's been getting me down utterly failed to do so, since the specialists I saw a couple of months ago still haven't got round to writing to my doctor... sigh.
Thanks for the befriending, by the way; to answer the unasked question, I came to your journal via