GIP!

I watched The Life Before This, with my boys CKR and David Hewlett. ( Thoughts )

Off to read my romance novel (The new one by Julia Quinn! She's my favorite romance novelist of all time! Wow, I'm really lame!), wait for moonblade85 to get here, and maybe watch Callum's Battlestar Gallactica ep, which I taped. Go me.

I just realized that I never thanked you, raveninthewind for the Twitch City DVDs. Sorry! I suck! They came a while ago, and I'm enjoying them muchly. :) I'll send them back soon.

Also, on that note, today a package came for me in the mail from some strange Ohio return address. I opened it to find Paul Gross' scruffy face staring back at me. Turns out, it's Buried on Sunday, a movie that looks to be as sublimely ridiculous as it is Canadian. Yay! Wheee!

However, I was very confused, because I wasn't expecting anything from anyone. It had to be from an online source, as none of my RL friends live in OH, to begin with, and I doubt any of them would send me a Canadian movie. Still, I don't know anyone online who's from Ohio either. Is my memory shot to hell? I thought. Did I get drunk and go on Ebay and forget about it? If not, who sent it? Hey, maybe I have a Random Canadian Movie Fairy. How cool would that be?

Then, after looking at the package a little more closely, I realized the package wasn't mailed from Ohio, but from where raveninthewind lives. Dur. So thank you again, hun! (You did send it, right?)

GIP!

The end of callumkeithrennie.net (sadness) has inspired me.

Okay, I tottled off the post office today to mail wordweaver06 my copy of Wilby Wonderful, which I had agreed to do despite my deep abiding suspicions of what could possibly happen to it, mostly due the sketchiness of the U.S. Postal Service.

Anyway, I went to check my mailbox, and what had arrived but Falling Angels and Last Night from raveninthewind, who is soooooo my new favorite person. (Thank you! Thank you! Eeee! I am going to have a CKR fest as soon as I can clear some time. Eeee again!)

Anyway, Wilby Wonderful left, Falling Angels and Last Night arrived. How nice. I could write something on giving and receiving, and the apparent web of CKR-love that embraces us all, but I won't. :)

I watched the debate tonight, interestngly enough, in a room with 11 people, split about half and half Democrats and Republicans, which was kind of cool. And you know, besides the natural frustration with Bush, the overall feeling I had coming away from it was hope. Because despite everything, and the way things are leaning, I don't think it's over yet by a long shot. I don't know why but I do believe that somehow it will all work out and Kerry will win. The strength of this conviction rather surprises me.

Besides that, today was vaguely crappy in a way that I can't quite put my finger on. It's left a sour feeling lingering in my stomach.

But, to end on a happier note, guess what I found? From an old Entertainment Weekly article, Paul Gross on playing Fraser: "'I don't think there's anyone even remotely like (Fraser) in Canada,' says the actor from the show's Toronto set. 'I used to be a really mean, cynical misanthrope, and I was a criminal,' he deadpans. 'But now that I'm playing this part, I love everybody.'"

Oh how I love Paul Gross.