Author: Polgara

Glass of wine in hand, Ray playing on the WMP…

Rest in peace, Ray. I’m sorry I never got to see you perform live.

I also find this picture amusing, courtesy of the Portrait Illustration Maker. The eyes are all wrong, but I’m ok with that.

I’m working on a project that’s more than a little over my head, I injured my elbow which is causing my whole arm and neck to ache, and there’s a Lakers game tonight so no Quiz Night, so I’m feeling rather cranky and persnicketty. On the bright side, there is sushi for dinner, the blanket I’m knitting for my nephew is coming along beautifully, albeit slowly, and I’m listening to a British radio station, which has verra funny commercials. Technically it balances out, and yet I can’t shake the cranky. Perhaps I need some chocolate.

Woo! It’s Harry Potter Thursday! And I am faced with a terrible dilemma—go to the 12:01am showing tonight, and risk being sleepy and cranky; wait until tomorrow, when the crowds will be insane; or, do both! Decisions, decisions…..

Economically, tomorrow afternoon would make the most sense. And I can bring my knitting, so the inevitable line won’t be quite as unbearable. But, tonight, there’s instant!gratification! And I am a creature of instant!gratification! And there’s a new director finally, and it’s my favorite book of the five currently out, so I have high hopes, and gah! I just cannot contain my excitement, yo.

I do so hate making decisions. *sigh* Perhaps I’ll just flip a coin.

Please send ice cream.