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Last night, I found out that on a clear day, I can see the Mountain from the bridge. Mt. Rainier doesn't have the sheer imminent presence of Pike's Peak, but is instead remote and elusive - a lurking beauty on the edge of the city.

I also found out that I can't skip lunch anymore - not if I'm walking too and from work. Ow. I was so dead by the end of the day. I felt like staggering for the last two blocks, and when I sat down to play Pharaoh, my brain couldn't even encompass that. So I watered my plants in the backyard and let the cats graze a bit, and sat down in the grass and contemplated the sky and my bellybutton at the same time. (multi-tasking, dontcha know)

And then I did something I haven't done in a while - I sat on the couch and read a book: An Oblique Approach by David Drake and Eric Flint. I ate dinner and read and had ice cream and read and drank tea and read and managed to finish just at my bedtime. I'm such a good planner.

This morning I had a crow dive-bomb me. Twice. Swoopwhoosh and the flapping of black wings as he gains altitude for the power line, where the little black bastard sat and cawed at me. The second time I stopped and hissed and glared at him. He didn't do it a third time. I'm still not sure if he liked my hair, or he didn't like me.

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<squeal>Ewan!</squeal>
Meg and I are making plans.
Moulin Rouge opens tonight.
<squeal>Ewan!</squeal>
We now return you to the regular weekday.

Countdown

Meg's getting the tickets, and I'm to meet her at the theatre at 6:30.

And Ooh! Russ just left- early even! Fuck this, then! I needs to get mah butt downtown!

Moulin Rouge

Oh, much Ewan goodness. muchmuchmuch
Not at all what I expected, but oh so good, and well worthy of a repeat.
I remember why it's a bad idea to have popcorn and a drink for the movie - I almost ran out of the last minutes of the film, I had to pee so bad. And even after I waited, like a good (though desperate) girl until the credits starte rolling, and even after the theatre tricked me and made me go to a different floor to find the restroom, I was able to get back in time to see all the songs. And I do mean all. Hot damn.
Want CD. Want DVD. Want to see again. wantwantwantwanwantwant

And then after, on the way to the bus stop, in between gushings, Meg and I went pig hunting. It was so cool! Seattle's being overrun with decorated pigs! I think it's for some charity involving the Market, but who cares? The pigs are cool!

And I'm going to finish off my night finishing off the third Belisarius book. Happy day!