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2003-12-15 Miscellaneous This entry is probably going to jump around quite a bit, so bear with me. I planned to do an entry earlier today (when there was less to tell) but our ISP wasn't working properly. Gah. * Last night we rented "28 Days Later". I have got to say that that was one of the most disturbing movies I've ever seen. Oh sure, it's got all the vintage "horror" stuff in it - lots of violence, gore, people jumping out, screaming, yada-yada-yada. But it's got that added element that's missing in a lot of horror films. It's got something that really gets under your skin and makes you rub your arms against the gooseflesh. It's got the fact that it's conceivably possible. No vamps, no werewolves. Nothing supernatural in the least. In this movie, the "big bad" is a virus that causes people to go into a horrible rage and kill everyone else in their sight. There's essentially no incubation period, so that you're fully infected within 10-20 seconds. The main character, Jim, wakes up from a coma in a deserted hospital, walks around a deserted London, until he starts being attacked, and meets up with some of the uninfected. I'll leave the rest of the story as a mystery for those of you who haven't seen the film because I hate knowing everything about a film/show/book before I've experienced it myself. For anyone who has read and loved John Wyndham (author of The Chrysalids, The Day of the Triffids, or any of his other novels), you will LOVE "28 Days Later". Especially if you've read The Day of the Triffids, you'll find his influence there. And likewise, if you've seen and loved "28 Days Later", then you'll also probably really enjoy John Wyndham's books. They aren't the sorts of literature that I can read in succession, but when I do pick up one of his works, the experience is always mind-blowing. So. There you go. Go rent "28 Days Later" if you haven't seen it already. On your way home, stop by your local library and take out one of John Wyndham's books. Now you're set. * And. Saddam Hussein has been captured. I found out when I got up at 9:30 this morning, and after making my coffee, I watched some of the coverage while getting ready to go out shopping. I must say - at first I was skeptical. I thought there was no way that Hussein would be so stupid as to remain so close to his hometown, but there it is. DNA apparently proves his identity. My applause and heart goes out to the troops who put their lives on the line looking for him. This doesn't mean that I'm suddenly a huge supporter of the war, or at least not in the way it was conducted, but at least they succeeded in one of their objectives. Congratulations :) * My Xmas shopping is almost done. I just have to get part 2 of Andrea's present (which I can't mention here in case she reads this site - I'm not sure if she does), as well as some wrapping paper. I also have to check if anyone plans on buying "Shrek" for my mom because she'll be really disappointed if she doesn't get it. If no one's planning on it, that's no biggee. But I'll go out and get it just in case. It feels good to be almost done. But there are still so many tasks. I've made (being vintage "me") a Xmas To-Do list, with (of course) little boxes to check off. I had a couple of things to finish painting - one will be a gift for my nanny, the other a gift for Hayley (though I don't think she'll be very appreciative of this one until she's older; thank goodness she has other stuff from me), which I did after making the list. See, that's why I do them - the second I put those little boxes on the paper, I want to tick them off. In red ink. * The snowstorm that's plagued various parts of the US is now in full-swing in the Montreal area. We've got quite a bit of snow down already, and there's certainly more to come. Part of me is enjoying the fact that I can look out the window watching the snow fall while being nice and cozy inside, and also knowing that I don't have to go anywhere tomorrow. The other part feels a teensy bit guilty because my poor mom has to go out to work. I wish she could just say "Fuck it" and stay home, but for one thing, they're short-staffed in her department right now, and for another, she needs the money since she's on vacation after Friday. I just hope that the sidewalks are halfway cleared when she leaves in the morning. The storm is also a bit annoying because I have so much to do, but much of it can't be done until I've gone out, gotten part 2 of Andrea's gift as well as some wrapping paper. So I'm hoping that the roads will be okay by the afternoon so that I can scoot over to some stores. * Anyway. I'm off to bed, to curl up with the book I'm reading ("Outlander" again), and then it's lights-out. By the looks outside, I think I might as well sleep in. Hee. 'Night! |
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