mid-movie phonecalls, just to check in...

Tonight, I decided, would be a chill out night. I got home from work at 4:30, and after writing an email for dad and checking out a few things, I retreated to the basement to find something to watch. I used to have Mondays off in New Zealand and I would spend the entire day watching Animal Planet and reading on the couch. I miss those days. So it was fun when I saw that my favourite Animal Planet show (Animal Precinct) was on when I turned on the tv this evening...

Mom and dad decided that they were going to go over to the Tav to partake in the St. Patty's Day all-you-can-eat corned beef and cabbage buffet, accompanied by fairly large quantities of green beer.

Jacquie decided she wasn't in the mood for crowds, drunks or cabbage.

So I ordered some chicken wings, picked them up and brought them back home. I returned to the basement, where the movie "Gone Baby Gone" was just about to start on PPV. I planned on watching it a bit later but decided there was no better time than then. It was pretty good, but there was a lot of swearing. I planned to do my homework afterwards, but decided against it when I realized it would require thinking and motivation. I just wanted to have a brain-dead time where I didn't have to read music or use creativity or learn things or prepare things or just...just think. I'm pretty sure it was a good decision, because people need that once in a while. Next on my agenda is just setting aside one night where I go see a movie in the theatre. I haven't seen a whole lot that's sparked my interest lately but then again I haven't sat in front of a tv to see any movie trailers lately so I wouldn't even know what's out there. But I hope that one night this week or next will actually be set aside as "Jacquie's Night Out" without any place that I *need* to be or an agenda to keep to. We'll see how that works out...

I may, however, regret doing nothing for 5 hours straight because I don't often sleep well after spending so much time unoccupied. I feel drained and tired but my brain isn't used to losing this much thinking time so I wonder if it'll stay shut down when I take off to my room in a few minutes.

I feel a grumpy week coming on, to be completely honest. Tomorrow is Elliott's guitar lesson and that's just fine...and Wednesday doesn't have anything to fill it so far (which means likely cutting pipes)...but Thursday is going to be a long, grumpy day. 8 straight hours of work and 4 hours of practice, followed by minimal sleep and having to be back at the church at the crack of dawn.

Hmm...if only there were a magical place somewhere out there in the distant land of Caledonia with a spare bed. If only someone loved me enough to spare me an hour's drive and therefore give me the gift of an extra hour's sleep. Perhaps this someone would share my love of Gilmore Girls...and coffee...and chocolate...and beautiful, hyper dogs who ruin "indestructible" Kongs...

If only there were such a place. And if such a person existed, I might be tempted to pay them back with my undying love and/or oatmeal chocolate chip cookies. But we all know what would matter more, really... :)

Okay, so this pathetic attempt to appear undeniably adorable has drained me of whatever energy I had left before posting this entry.

With that I bid you 'auf wiedersehen'.
(I'd like to stay and taste my first champagne...yes?)
(No.)


On a random, final note...I finally ran into the word "chutzpah" in writing. At first I didn't know what it was and actually pronounced it phonetically in my head. Then I realized what it actually was and thought it would be neat to somehow use it in a sentence today. No such opportunity arose, sadly.

Chutzpah. What a fun word.

Yes, it's definitely bedtime.