02.01.2004 - 2:11 p.m.
I've had a great weekend, thanks
who gamely agreed to a last-minute idea to have a slumber party
at my house on Friday and sit around all night watching Eddie
Izzard and eating various cheese-related items. I highly recommend
Chiara as a wonderful guest for any occasion, because she shows
up bearing things like flowers and chocolate peanut
Yesterday, still spouting Izzard
jokes at each other ("A plumber? What on *earth* is that?"
"You - cake or death?" "Uh, cake please."),
we moseyed through the cavernous yuppiedom that is the Bellevue
Square Mall, before heading back to my house to watch Pirates - Chiara for the second time, me
for the…uhh…fifth time or so.
"You sure you don't mind
watching it again?" Chiara asked worriedly. "Don't
feel like you have to on my account."
"No, no," I said
absently, stroking Johnny Depp's visage on the front of the DVD
case, "it's really…no problem at all."
It turns out Chiara is a filthy
pirate fancier like me, so we had a vastly entertaining time
talking to the television and squealing.
Scene at beginning of movie
where we first see Captain Jack, his hair all blowing in the
wind and his flashing dark eyes and his sharp cheekbones and
mmmm… - anyway, that scene:
Chiara: "Oh my god!"
Me: "Uh. Mah. GAH. OMAGAH."
Chiara: "Damn. Damn. Damn."
Me: *fans self*
Chiara: *clutches chest*
Me: "Whew! Man."
Any scene with Elizabeth:
Chiara: "Duck lips!"
Me: "Quack! Quack!"
Scene where Jack is leaning
towards Will on the Isle de Muerte, telling him not to do anything
Chiara: "KISS HIM."
Me: "KISS HIM NOW."
End of movie where Jack
is sort of erotically stroking the captain's wheel prong thingie:
Chiara and me: *incoherent
Me: "Oh my god that was so awesome! That ruled! I am totally
Repeat of same scene:
Chiara and me: *even louder
Me: "That was the best thing I have ever seen in my entire
Me: "I'm so playing it again."
The pets were happy to have
someone new in their midst this weekend - Cat, who normally sits
around giving everyone the finger, curled up contentedly in Chiara's
lap (and even suffered the indignity of being referred to thusly:
"Aw, you're a little black pearl") while Dog
laid her chin on Chiara's knee and stared moistly into her eyes.
Good times, good times.
Today has been a pleasantly
lazy Sunday, I need to get some groceries and return some library
books, but for now I'm satisfied with drifting between Harry
Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban (I'm finally reading the damn
books and kicking myself soundly for not having done it earlier,
they are wonderful), an Adrian Tomine graphic novel, and
the rest of those chocolate peanut butter pretzels. It might
be the long dark tea-time of the soul, but I wouldn't mind if
it put Monday morning off for two or three more days.
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