(Ann Ward for Vogue Italia's "Beauty in Vogue",
photo by Vincent Peters, MPSaint butchery by me.)
The week continues to be rather relentless, but what can you do? I caught lunch with onatopofthings yesterday & today-- yesterday it was me & Ryan & Rachel, & we grabbed curry; then today it was Eisenberg's deli with just the two of us. I don't have a lot going on, otherwise, so I will maybe mention a few random bits. I was thinking about my favorite action figures, & I came up with:
- My 2001: A Space Odyssey monolith.
- My Babylon 5 Ambassador Kosh.
- My G.I. Joe Cobra T.A.R.G.A.T.
- My Transformers Ratbat cassette tape.
- My Star Wars IG-88.
I was surprised how easy it was to come up with that list, since I'm not really an action figure collector-- though I suppose DnD miniatures kind of count. Just a few thoughts, kicking around in the back of my head, some weird childhood nostalgia. Otherwise, my bad mood continues, & has maybe come to a head. Hopefully it will break, like a fever, & I can get back to my usual demeanor. The key is in using things constructively, which isn't my strong suit-- but I've been on an arc going upward with it for the last decade, so at least there is that. Otherwise, last night Jenny & I went to Marie's for dinner & to play with Eliot. I was, as stated, a ball of aggravation, but not too bad, I hope. We ate Thai food & drank a little wine & talked. Eliot is warming up to us, & by the end of the night I was burying him in a pillow fort. & of course getting buried in turn. Then home & an episode of Modern Family before bed. One last note? I just got new Frankenstein boots, huge juggernaut Doc Marten's, & breaking them in is rough on my feet. Poor little toeses!