Sunday, September 16, 2007

Lazy Sunday

I had a semi-hectic week, what with the hobbling & work, etc. The knee is much better but I still can't kneel or pivot & walking down the stairs is difficult (up is fine). I volunteered yesterday morning & ended up staying a few extra hours to facepaint. I bathed the tortoises in the morning & Boris wasn't happy when I turned him upside down to clean his under-shell so he was kicking out his legs & stuff and I had to keep shifting him. I got it done & he looked very clean but my shirt was covered in tortoise dirt - I looked as if I was rolling in mud. Of course, I just happened to be wearing my white zoo shirt that day. So, when I was facepainting I kept having to explain why I was so dirty. It was a little annoying. The hardest request was a fairy princess getting married, but I pulled it off.
I guess it was a little exhausting because I had a long nap in the afternoon, woke up, watched some T.V. and then fell asleep again. I fell asleep watching Sin City, just in time for the creepy yellow guy part - which is great because he is so disgusting I barely made it through the first time I saw the movie. I woke up just in time to see a yellow splatter from his demise. It's such a great movie, but the yellow guy - yuck! I got up after 11:00, which for me is like sleeping till 3 pm. It's awesome. I have to clean because, as usual, my place is a mess but I will get to it....eventually.
Oh, I rented Pan's Labyrinth & Blades of Glory. Not a normal combination, I'm sure, but two movies that people kept telling me I should see. Both great in their own unique ways and both with haunting imagery - the creepy eyeball guy from Pan's Labyrinth & the ridiculous figure skating outfits from Blades of Glory. I recommend both, but Pan's Labyrinth would be suitable for people who enjoy foreign films with creepy symbology and Blades of Glory for people who like Will Farrel &/or figureskating. Actually, if you like figureskating you may find it offensive, so don't watch it.

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