cimorene

words of harlequin today: 2480; total: 8044. if i'm good, i won't write tomorrow, but will instead read a lot of coursebooks, and maybe make some photocopies. of course, if i were really good i would have done the reading today.

stupid real life. just when i am writing crack and have mojo.

we watched bright young things, and i loved it a lot. i didn't love it nearly as much as wodehouse, but i loved it for being so thoroughly a tribute to wodehouse. it was very pretty and well-directed, too, i thought--nice cinematography--yay for the internationally tall stephen fry!

shiroi_chi watched with us, since she was dropping by anyway to borrow some dvds, and in the five minutes before she arrived

wax_jism was suddenly seized with the completely unavoidable urge to disinfect things--an urge that she has not had for the past eleven months. so chi arrived while she was putting drain-cleaner down the kitchen sink, and then we got to wait in curiosity while she scrubbed one corner of the kitchen floor with ammonia and emptied the trash from the bathroom, and she had to do it right then, it absolutely could not wait until after the movie.

she said later that she thinks The Crazy is rubbing off of tea onto the other pets--lily's taken to standing in the sink for no reason too, and the dog's very recently tipped the back cushions of the couch down to make a very messy nest. perhaps The Crazy, like certain other very dangerous diseases, is communicable across species barriers.