(no real spoilers)

The days, when I think "It's still raining", are good days to make a nest in the living room out of floor pillows and blankets and watch movies. I rarely know anything about the movies available (the exceptions, now, are the SIFF films) because I haven't seen most of the previews; I don't have television, listen to the radio far to little since I'm not driving, and don't go to the movies as often anymore. (I don't really know why; it's been a self-perpetuating cycle.) So I will admit that I rented The Island because it had Ewan in it, and since Moulin Rouge I have this thing about wanting to see his eyes do that sparkling, lighted thing. ( The Island & Saving Face as a rainy-day double feature )

It's a weekend for movies. In addition to the Kung Fu line-up, we picked up one at random about Egyptian gods in an urban AU setting. I expect it to be extremely bad, hopefully an Underworld kind of bad.

And ther's a hand, my trusty friend, And gie's a hand o' thine

Winter is the chilled glass flute
and friendship is the champagne tune
bubbling up in celebration.

May we drink a toast together
to a season filled with love

this sweet vintage
this effervescent song

and welcome the future
intoxicated.

Have a Happy Turning of the Calendar!
And this, nipped from llynecat:

~Reply to this post, and I'll tell you one reason why I like you.~

Edit: The sparkle effect looked really pretty... {is sad}.