Current mood:	exhausted
Current music:	sea lion woman (she lie)--general's daughter soundtrack

feeling the shakespeare love
Well, it seems I am an e-bay virgin no longer. Frustrated by my lack of success in hunting up a copy of the cult movie, "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead", I finally turned e-bay as a last resort. And huzzah! They had many, many copies, for very reasonable prices. So I opened an account, placed my bid, and now I just have to sit back and cross my fingers against the prospect of my being outbid. I kinda doubt that will happen, though. Nobody's even heard of the play, much less the movie.

It's brilliant, though...the play, that is, not the movie. I haven't exactly seen the movie yet, so I shall have to wait and see. But given that it's a freaking incredible Tom Stoppard play, and it starts Tim Roth AND Gary Oldman...I doubt I shall be disappointed. Because Gary Oldman is just one of those really cool and talented actors, and I like Tim Roth on general principle. I mean...Tim Roth! *glee!*

I'm extremely tired, but I don't want to go to bed yet. It smells like blue paint upstairs.

...not that blue paint smells any differently than other colored-paint, but it's like m&m's...the taste remains the same, but the perception of the taste is what changes. Therefore, blue paint smells like regular paint, only I perceive it as smelling of blue.

Good lord. I really do need sleep. It worries me that the last paragraph I wrote actually makes sense right now, because I'm reading back over it and I can SEE that it makes no sense at all. Ngahhhhh. My brain is all melty.