The end result of which is I want to make people fall in love, mess up, fall in love myself, mess that up, and fail to be bitter about it. Ha ha, etc.

Watched the first three hours of Emma this morning/early afternoon, then all of Funny Girl this evening. Two fantastic movies, you know?

Oh, and how I wouldn't've liked to spend this day in a car, to arrive in a confusing place with a bad cafeteria.

Why am I up late? After watching most of Emma with my Maglena and two little girls, I came home quick to teach piano. Turns out two social activities in one day is too much; I took my darvocet and slept nearly forever.

Goo goo g'joob, y'all. Sheepdog out.