Holding on by on a ring and a prayer.

I've been going around for weeks thinking that my 5th wedding anniversary is tomorrow. Turns out is was TODAY. Don't I feel dumb! My husband remembered, and we have plans for tomorrow. Maybe a nice dinner and a movie. I was thinking we'd go see either Night at the Museum (for the T-Rex and some cheap laughs) or maybe Smokin' Aces (for the ensemble cast and arbitrary violent content). If I had my way, we'd be going to see Children of Men, but I don't think my husband would really appreciate the nuances of the story. I think I'd appreciate the nuances of Clive Owen, to be sure. And right now I'm playing "Where on the internet is Megan?". I think I've lost her trail...Wait, wait. I think I've spotted her.

Am I one of these obnoxious people? I don't think I'm quite hip or trendy enoughto be a "hipster", but I may be self-absorbed, middle class and (barely) young enough be termed an "alterna-yuppie". Lets see...listening to bands no one else I know has heard of - check...chunky glasses - check...band tee - check...slouchy posture - check...ironic accesories featuring skulls and hello kitty purchased at stores such as Claires and Hot Topic - check. Yeah. Totally.

"I used to be with it. But then they changed what it was. Now what I'm with isn't it, and what's it seems scary and weird. It'll happen to you!" ~ Grandpa Simpson

I bought a novel from the dollar store titled Nosferatu. It's a fictional account of the life of the director of the silent film. It's a very slim book published in large type, so it shouldn't take very long to read. Also, since it was a dollar I won't be too pissed if it sucks. I'm also still reading Michael Chrichton's global warming denial novel, State of Fear (global warming seems to be the de rigueur hot button issue these days - thanks Al Gore!). It's so slowly paced. Which means it's boring. Chrichton does make some valid ponts, though, and he actually cites sources and references. So that's refreshing. If a little dull...