The Dizzy and the Deep

The thing about drinking... it always seems like a good idea at the time to have another, because you feel so good. Why not! So there I was last night, kicking back bottles of beer and pleasantly buzzed, and then wups, we're out. So the hubby and I crack open a bottle of sparkling wine to celebrate all the cleaning and redecorating I did that day to make the place look slightly less like a tornado hit it with my work junk taking up recent residence amongst all the other clutter... and then that's gone too, and then there's the sleep of the drank-too-much. I guess it's a testament to my alcohol tolerance that all I'm feeling this morning is faint dizziness that's not gonna survive my first coffee. And I guess it says something else that I know that. Hrm.

Something I'm noticing about not working - boy, do I ever have more energy. Ironically, knowing that I can spend the whole flippin' day goofing off, blasting loud music, and channel surfing has the effect of making me all industrious. Like the housecleaning I mentioned above. Like laundry. Folding socks is fun! And I'm cooking again, which I haven't done regularly in like forever because I've been too tired. At this rate, I may even have this place whipped into shape this month for that big party I want to throw for my ex-co-workers. Those sweeties. (I'm actually going to go into the office today to check in and pick up work... so nice to be able to go only when you feel like it!~)

In other news, catching that "Beneath You" rerun got me thinking again about Christian allegory in the BtVS-verse... I'd gone into this a little bit when I wrote up my review of Chosen during the summer, but there is definitely more to say here. Weird too, how that imagery seems to be following me lately... maybe I'm just picking up on the prebuzz for that Mel Gibson movie, or it's that I've been coincidentally reading about the lives of the Saints... I'm not obssesed on this subject, really.

Anyway, will say more on this later.

Travel Lust

Bwah! toysdream reads comics blogs and stuff, and pointed out this link to me, a review of X-Men #439 that is just too funny not to share. Some people just shouldn't play around with Shakespeare...

New issue to wrestle with - I've been feeling an itchy travel foot coming on (like that song in Paint Your Wagon goes, "I was born under a wanderin' star" ). Unfortunately, the whole global travel thing may well be off the books for awhile due to tight finances and scheduling problems with my honey's school... and we didn't even get a trip squeezed in over this last year because of a family medical emergency. Sigh. My mind needs some more expanding, dammit. ( Totally About Travel, Places I've Been... )

Suffer Unto Me

Okay, it's done! Some deep thought, a little review, a late-night showing of Stigmata... and here we are. My take on Christian metaphors and imagery in the Jossverse. Not sure exactly what this means in relation to the current season yet, but....
( Christian Allegory in BtVS/Angel )