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[elvendoll]

so i am finally home...

i was supposed to come home last night, but my body sucked so hard i decided driving was a bad idea. first, my special friend arrived a few days early, with major cramps; then, that feeling i get of my heart beating sucking all my energy came (i should prolly talk to a dr., as its been happening more often lately, and it leaves me totally incapacitated) - i tried drinking a cup of tea, and then another, and then a cup of coffee, and still felt beyond shitty. i layed down and spent a couple of hours in the dizzy state between being awake and asleep... around 6:30, my head started clearing, but cold symptoms kicked in : /
at that point, i had just about decided to stay an extra night anyways, as driving in the dark when not feeling even 80% isn't a good idea, and the cold just solidified that idea.
ended up going to a video store with my mom and sisters, wandering around there in a partial daze while we all agreed on two (very mediocre) movies (runaway bride & the widow of sainte-pierre), and layed on my parents bed watching them, with tea in between.

i slept pretty badly overnight, slept in a bit longer then i wanted to, and didn't end up leaving my parents' house till 1. i think abi giving me a hug goodbye is by far & away the best thing that happened to me today.

the drive was ... i think dizzying can be a good word - or at least, thats kinda how i felt for the most of it - even still, it feels like my brain is swimming in too much fluid...
i think what happened when i pulled of for a pit stop is pretty symbolic of the whole trip: first, i scared myself on the off-ramp, as it arrived before i expected it to (my kingdom for more depth perception??); then, i located th mcdonald's, and decided to pullthrough one spot to be between to other parked cars in the spot in front of it. i slowly pulled up, and went through the motions of coming to a stop. only, the world was still moving. i quickly mentally re-confirmed that my foot was on the brake, slammed both feet onto the break, covered my eyes with my hands and took a deep breath, holding in a scream. when i opened my eyes, the van that was parked to my right was almost doen pulling out of the spot! it must've started moving just as i stopped, and as my left eye is the more blind one, i never really registered that the car to the left was stationary - it just really felt like my head was playing mean evil tricks on me (as i knew my feet were firmly on the brake pedal).
*sigh*

and i don't even want to know how gramatically incorrect all of that is.
now, i will finish my tea, take more meds & see what i can muster doing to make this place look less overwhelming..

Comments

[aisling.livejournal.com]

That was very nicely phrased, and I know exactly what you were feeling. Sometimes--especially when I'm tired--I lose a sense of the reference points around me. I jump at shadows, literally. I'm not certain whether I'm moving or if what's around me is moving, and the relative motion of me/it/them... it gets weird, and confusing. I usually pull off the road at that point, and find a good motel.

But anyway, take very good care of yourself to restore your health & energy.

And, I never understood Runaway Bride. I don't see anything even remotely attractive in Richard Gere, but even he can do better than someone who dumped him at the altar like that, even in fiction. *shrug*

[elvendoll.livejournal.com]

But anyway, take very good care of yourself to restore your health & energy

thank you : ) (i am trying; actually, despite not putting me to sleep, nyquil seemed to have helped a bunch last night)

And, I never understood Runaway Bride. I don't see anything even remotely attractive in Richard Gere, but even he can do better than someone who dumped him at the altar like that, even in fiction.

what pisses me off about movies like that is that they take a couple that has been together for some time, tell you that one or both halves will be better off with someone else, and have the new couple marry/seriously commit right away. to me, that just sounds like a recipe for disaster, and i think portraying situations like that fosters really screwy perceptions/expectations of romance and commitment...

[kittypie.livejournal.com]

aww... i LOVED the widow of st. pierre
:(

*possible spoilers*

[elvendoll.livejournal.com]

really?

to me, it was kind of like reading a tale of two cities - a lot better in retrospect then while watching it; watching it, i thought the acting was great, and some of the inteicacies were played off very well, but way too much on-screen time was dedicated to the council & retinue gossiping and the townspeople reacting to the widow arriving; i thought neel stopping the house was too realistically impossible not to be a deus ex machina equating him to jean valjean

Re: *possible spoilers*

[kittypie.livejournal.com]

well - that's exactly why i enjoyed it. i think there was an element of surrealism in there (the house/etc) and the story was a bit fairy-tale-esque in that a lot was exaggerated. i guess i let that go because i thought it worked. but it's a matter of taste, i suppose :)

[kittypie.livejournal.com]

by the way... you should see leconte's other film - the girl on the bridge. this is the one that turned me on to him as a director ;) it also has daniel auteiul in it.