"In Sleep He Sang to Me..."

Am feeling better than yesterday. Yes. Um.

*must admit to having done very little to-day* We went to the library and I got Orlando. Nothing eventful.

House of Sand and Fog makes me cry a lot. Which is, I suppose, not unnatural. But oh, God, such a sad movie. I love Ben Kingsley, and he's so good. And I seem to be crying again. This is why I watch so many animated flicks with happy endings. Oh God. Oh, my God, poor Ben.

This is a good movie, however. Go watch it.

"We Are Gliding, Gliding, Gliding Far Away..."

I am worried about gileonnen. Knowing me, this is more acute paranoia, but she said she'd "talk to [me] tomorrow" almost five days ago, and hasn't been online, or on lxg_fanfiction, or anywhere, since then.

Meh. *wibbles*

I made Mum promise, a while back, that if I were ever in a car accident or a fire or a freak canoe accident on the Susquehanna or anything of the sort, that she would make a post on my LJ explaining that I was dead so that people wouldn't have to wonder where I was.

Perhaps this was presumptuous of me, but there have been so many people I knew who just disappeared off the face of the internet and I never knew if they'd died or gone away or anything. It always scares me. So I don't want that to happen to anyone I know.

But mehhh, where is gileonnen?