Monday Morning HEE

So I'm doing my usual Monday morning stuff- checking weekend emails, sorting mail, catching up on entertainment news- and E! Online has links to the Details cover spreads of the True Blood stars.  I'm reading up about my most favorite Nordic vampire, and the following video is included.  I've only seen this movie once, and I've never been one of those Blue Steel lovers, but you gotta admit-- this brightens up a Monday.

Glen Hansard is trying to capture my soul.

Listening to WNRN (indie station in town) right now, and they played a song by the Swell Season, the "group" featured in the amazing, beautiful, subtle and perfect movie "Once."  It's a modern day musical/love story that gives me chills just to think about.  My favorite part of the movie comes very close to the beginning, where our hero (the unnamed Glen) sings this heart-wrenching number on the streets of Dublin.  He sings with such fervor, such emotion, that it never fails to catch my breath and stop me in my tracks.  This kind of goes without saying, but I love this song.  I think it's one of my top 5 songs ever.  It goes back and forth with Falling Slowly, the song from "Once" that won them an Oscar, but this one is much deeper, less well-known.  It's... making me speechless, and that DOESN'T happen often!  Just watch and learn, champs.

 

Sock!

To use an unfortunate pun, this thing is taking shape.  (Booooooo.)  It is actually looking like a sock.  Hopefully, it will continue to look like a sock.  It's making me feel good about my knit-ability.  It's the first thing in a long time that I've been able to pick up pretty quickly & naturally.  I feel like the last time that happened was when I learned how to play the clarinet in the 6th grade.  And that just ain't right.

Oh crap, "Slam" by Onyx is on the radio!  I'm a b-boy, standing in my b-boy stance...

In other news...

I'm knitting socks!  So far, I've done this.

That looks like the cuff of a sock, right?  I hope so :)  Once I get a little more done, I'll post updates.  However, it's the beginning of the Eclipse socks.  You can judge me all you want but a) I don't really care and b) you're just jealous because YOU want socks that look like the cover of a book written for 13 year old girls...

Lost?

I love Lost.  It's one of those shows that consistently blows my mind.  The first season is still without a doubt the greatest, and it's one of the greatest first seasons of TV ever.  I've been looking forward to watching this last season pretty much ever since it was announced that the 6th would be the last season.

However...

I find myself confused week after week.  I'll hear the buzz that it's a particularly mind-blowing episode, and then I watch, and I find myself... whelmed.  This past Tuesday's Desmond-centric mindscrew called Happily Ever After had a LOT of buzz around it, and I was really excited to see what would happen.  In general, everything that happened completely made sense to me.  I wasn't terribly surprised, I wasn't blown away (except for the "Not Penny's Boat" flashback, which gave me chills)-- I simply watched.

The thing is, maybe I've watched TOO many shows in my life, and now everything is predictable.  I know I'm that way with sitcoms, so I can't watch any average sitcom without wanting to gag and die of boredom.  Sometimes, it's nice to see the same plot line over and over, giving me a sense of stability in the world (Saved By the Bell, I'm looking at you!).  However, a show that is well known for its ability to go kookoonutty should not seem predictable to me.  And yet, it was.  All of the reveals that were "supposed" to make you say WOW, they just left me hanging.  It was all kind of Duh to me.

You've only got like 7 shows left, Lost.  Please don't disappoint.

Trying to Stop the Whiny

I feel like I need to quit whining about life.  I have a job, right?  And a husband who loves me?  And a dog who usually tolerates me?  Awesome family that loves me unconditionally even though I'm an idiot?  My car runs, I have clothes and food and shelter and a kick-ass DVD collection and a pretty TV and friends who like to see me.  Sometimes, you get so bogged down in what you don't see that you can't pay attention to what you have.  So, today, I'm concentrating on the good.  We'll see how long this lasts.

It's Spring Break here in the county, and today the office is totally dead.  Hardly anyone is here.  The phone has rung 3 times, one of which was a community member asking if schools were closed.  My plan is to knit this week, but I didn't bring it in today for fear of actually having something to do.  I brought a book instead, which will make its way out of my bag and onto the table to read in the next as-soon-as-I-finish-this.  Hopefully this week will be a good rejuvenation week, regardless of the fact that I'm actually working.

very frustrated

I can't really say why or what or whatever, but I'm growing increasingly frustrated with life.  I don't feel like I'm anywhere I'd like to be, whether it's personally or physically or mentally or anything.  Feel like I've been stuck in a holding pattern for many, many years, never moving forward.  Don't really have any way to change it.  Don't have anyone to talk to about it.  Not happy.  Grr, argh.

Will go live inside my head some more.  Can't even verbalize anything.  Not even typing in full sentences.  Even this blog entry isn't what I want it to be.  I can only take charge of so many things before I break.

"It's the sort of thing,
That makes you think too much,
It's the sort of thing,
Makes you lose your objectivity."