Sleep is totally overrated.
Shalome watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding earlier tonight, while I sat right next to her reading the W3C's note regarding XBL. Naturally, I was sucked in by the movie's irresistible cuteness, and then, all too late, it occurred to me why I got an uneasy feeling that suggested to me that I might want to find something to do other than watch the movie. It really should have been obvious from the start, I mean, the name of the movie has "wedding" in it. Bleh. Basically it just brough back a ton of memories of my own wedding. I honestly don't know how I felt about those memories, but seeing the preparation for the wedding in the movie was especially tough. It was nothing at all like my experience, but still it made me think of going out at 6am to pick ivy from our apartment complex for chapel decorations, and the several nights we spent hand-making each invitation. Yeah, we were on a tight budget. It's strange to think about all that as little more than fond memories, personal growth, and/or a lesson to learn from.
Gah. I'm feeling all melancholy and nostalgic, and still I can't help but think about how very, very lucky I am right at this moment.
Shalome's asleep though, and I don't like laying in bed when I'm feeling like this anyhow, so I think I'll make myself a peanut butter / orange marmalade sandwich, listen to my "eclectic melancholy" playlist (bob marley, interpol, orbital, ride, crowded house, the cure, tori amos, and fiona apple, among others), and read up on future web technologies some more...maybe finish it up with a game or two of Arkanoid or Galaga.
Seriously though, I'm not sad, just temporarily swimming in bittersweet memories. I lost a lot last year, and I don't want to gloss over that too much.
bean...
Shalome watched My Big Fat Greek Wedding earlier tonight, while I sat right next to her reading the W3C's note regarding XBL. Naturally, I was sucked in by the movie's irresistible cuteness, and then, all too late, it occurred to me why I got an uneasy feeling that suggested to me that I might want to find something to do other than watch the movie. It really should have been obvious from the start, I mean, the name of the movie has "wedding" in it. Bleh. Basically it just brough back a ton of memories of my own wedding. I honestly don't know how I felt about those memories, but seeing the preparation for the wedding in the movie was especially tough. It was nothing at all like my experience, but still it made me think of going out at 6am to pick ivy from our apartment complex for chapel decorations, and the several nights we spent hand-making each invitation. Yeah, we were on a tight budget. It's strange to think about all that as little more than fond memories, personal growth, and/or a lesson to learn from.
Gah. I'm feeling all melancholy and nostalgic, and still I can't help but think about how very, very lucky I am right at this moment.
Shalome's asleep though, and I don't like laying in bed when I'm feeling like this anyhow, so I think I'll make myself a peanut butter / orange marmalade sandwich, listen to my "eclectic melancholy" playlist (bob marley, interpol, orbital, ride, crowded house, the cure, tori amos, and fiona apple, among others), and read up on future web technologies some more...maybe finish it up with a game or two of Arkanoid or Galaga.
Seriously though, I'm not sad, just temporarily swimming in bittersweet memories. I lost a lot last year, and I don't want to gloss over that too much.
bean...
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