Anyway. Sunday. I had fun! Because I went to Brokeback mountain. (the way I'm writing at the moment makes me feel like the Italian chick I stayed with in Rome. Dear gods.) Anyway. It was fun. I think the script writer must've had a hell of a job making the movie last 135 minutes, though. The short story was, well, short. A lot of nature shots, long silent periods. But they manage to pull it off. I like watching little details when I actually have time for it.
There were reviewers on the internet that said they cried because it was so sad. I mean, sure, it was sád, but not that sad. I didn't have to cry, and I'm the weepy kind, though I do not like to admit it. But. Nice movie.
Hum. What else did I do.. Oh! I borrowed Jorik my copy of Good Omens. Corrupting! I kept squeeing and pointing out my favourite passages. Well. That went on for a while.
Greek tomorrow! Ack, I have to go study for that, after I print something. Am hoping we will get a word-thing. so I don't have to suffer from thát, at least.
And now I am kicked off the computer. Ta, people.