At Least I'm the Master of Something
It's days like this that drive me crazy. According to my Yahoo horoscope, my psychic ability is in overdrive today, which explains why I'm so unsettled. Add in the fact that I've committed myself to watch all three of the Lord of the Rings Series over the past few weeks and I'm a total mess. The reason is because if I am good at anything, it is in mastering the art of suspension of disbelief. When I watch a movie, I'm gone. All of me is in the world before me on the screen (big or little). So, for the past two weeks every knock at the door is either creepy little Golum coming to say, "My precious" in his creepy little way over and over again until I go insane, and every creak in the floorboards is from the feet of those horrible orchs coming to eat my children. Somebody save me. (Thankfully tonight I'm watching Sex and the City, so I'm in the world of Jimmy Choos and writers who are fabulously successful. Ah, the pleasure and the pain.)