War of the Worlds

Okay, so. War of the Worlds opens today. If there had been a midnight showing, I’d have gone to it last night. I was up until 2:30AM anyway. Alas, there was not. So I will be going tonight, barring unexpected crisis.

After work.

I work from 10AM to 9PM.

That is, I’ll be going to either the 10:45PM showing at the Cine Capri or one of the two late showings at my local theatre (Harkins North Valley 16, 34th St. and Bell Rd, showtimes and 9:50PM and 10:40PM). Probably the earliest one, at my local theatre, unless someone wants to go with me and wants to do so at the Cine Capri. Really, I actually haven’t decided which showing to go to, and unless I hear from someone who wants to go and has a preference, it’ll probably be decided by my interest in a complicated dinner or my ability to go with just popcorn.

If you would like to accompany me, please email me, or comment (which will email me) or call me to let me know. I check my email periodically throughout the day, and if you call and I don’t answer, it basically means my boss is in the room, so just leave a VoiceMail and I’ll get right back to you.

I’ve got to go get dressed for work and ready for a very long day now. Have fun!

Mostly about hanging art

“Fight stress with regular exercise, social interactions with supportive people, and deep-breathing exercises.” – from an email newsletter I receive with tips on staying healthy. Deep breathing I can do, and even when I don’t intentionally work out, I get regular exercise at my job – it’s a desk job, but with heavy lifting and lots of repetitive but broad arm movements. Social interactions with supportive people I feel I’m a little shy on, but my brother and sisters make up a lot of the difference by being friendly and available – and perhaps more forgiving than the all the people who never seemed to become a friend. But … well, I’m a little stressed, but I haven’t been having anxiety attacks lately, and I don’t feel compelled to take regular doses of herbal remedies to fight my stress… these techniques and prayer are doing okay.

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I hung my art in the house tonight, finally. I moved into this house over a year ago… well, just barely over a year ago. I could probably go find a post I made about it at the time, but I know my one-year anniversary at my job is coming up this week, and I’d been living here only a couple of weeks when I started at the job… anyway, I’ve been living in this house for a year, and I’ve had my art here for at least six months, I think… I could probably go look that up, too. I suppose it depends on how post-y I was feeling at the time…

And finally, after all this time, I’ve hung my art.

It’s like I’m finally settling into the place.

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One observation in the hand is worth two in the bush.

An observation: The Irish language is an excellent expectorant.

Another: Splenda works pretty good as a sugar-replacement in my coffee.

Also: I think I’m almost ready to get back on track, start getting things done again – it seems a single month of mental semi-relaxation was really all I needed.

Finally: I am like a filament. More on this simile later.