My Fantasies.

1. That someday I will have a computer that actually does the things I want it to do. This does not include unreasonable expectations, like dusting my house. This does include things like turning on and remaining on when I attempt to run a program.

2. That someday I'll sleep more than four hours without waking up.

3. That someday all of the people I work with will be competent and considerate and able to communicate with other humans.

4. That someday I'll live in an apartment with free laundry in the building AND a functioning dishwasher in the kitchen.

5. That someday I won't have to check my bank account balance before deciding whether or not to go out for dinner.

6. That someday I'll regain the ability to stream Netflix. *sigh*

Laundry Day

Everyone's done it - put off laundry until you have literally one pair of clean underwear left. Lucky for me, I only have to go as far as the basement to do said laundry. Unlucky for me, my final remaining pair of underwear was, today, a pair of hip-hugger boy shorts that cover approximately one third of my ass.

Do people really wear these by choice? Underwear that comes halfway up their ass? I keep thinking they're falling down and need to be pulled up, but no - that's just all there is. I really ought to throw them away. But then what will I wear on laundry day?

History in the making

A momentous day in the history of our nation: someone finally recognized - legally, officially - that someone's right to marry cannot be taken away just because that person happens to be gay. Proposition 8 has been overturned! I often feel like I was born into a terrible era, but today I'm awfully glad to be alive for this moment.

Now to see what the appeals process will look like, and how long it'll take for this fight to truly be won...

Yummm...ugh

Funny thing about fake ice cream - eating too much of it will make you feel ill EVEN THOUGH it has absolutely ZERO dairy in it. Of course having a maybe-ulcer will also make you feel ill no matter what you feed it...

Pardon me while I geek out.

I totally have a girl crush on Jennifer Garner. I want to be her best friend. I want to drink lattes and talk girl talk. What am I saying? I'd be thrilled to babysit her kids.

I never thought much about Jennifer Garner, for a long time. I thought she was good in Juno, and in The Invention of Lying (which, incidentally, halfway through turns into a completely different movie than the one advertised, but is still totally worth renting). But I never really paid attention until a few weeks ago I started watching every episode of Alias, in chronological order, of course.

I generally believe that the best actors are the ones who bring something of themselves into the characters they play - so they're not putting on masks, but rather finding the parts of themselves that resonate with the roles at hand. Which is to say that after watching over 100 episodes of Alias, I feel good about saying that Jennifer Garner has got to be a total sweetheart. Yes, I fully understand that I don't actually know her even the teeniest bit, having never even been in a room with her much less met her (nothing creepy or delusional going on here, I swear). But just watch all five seasons - how can she not be awesome?

Also, as evidenced by the blooper reel for season five, she has the most awesomely bad laugh ever. I'm just sayin.

To sleep, perchance to not dream at all.

I don't remember the last time that I slept through the night without waking up. I also don't remember the last time I slept without dreaming. I am the queen of dreams: vivid, often violent, frequently lucid. I run for my life, I drive cars over cliffs, I battle boogeymen of all varieties. I wake up exhausted.

Until now. The last few nights I have been dreaming less and less, forgetting my dreams upon waking, sleeping for longer stretches at a time. And I cannot begin to tell you how absolutely glorious it is. My ultimate fantasy is to sleep for eight hours uninterrupted and to dream not at all. Someday.... someday...

The question of the month:

Will I have the patience and persistence to write an entire screenplay? I'd like to say yes. I'm pretty sure I've got it in me somewhere, it's just a matter of finding it just at the moment.

Then, of course, there's the other question: Will it be any good? That remains to be seen, but perhaps I'll post an excerpt on here and all you millions of readers can tell me what you think, no?