The movie was gorgeous. Words like "lush" and "evocative" spill off the tongue when describing the cinematography. It was also gritty and dark, the non-fantasy parts particularly, but the fantasy elements were also darker than the typical treatment given to such subject matter by Hollywood. While I quite enjoyed the fantasy part--the faun and the Pale Man as well as the flitting EFX fairies were phenomenal--the real world brutality left me wide-eyed and in need of a fuzzy animal to squeeze. Honestly, I felt somewhat traumatized by movie's end; my ability to handle gore and squick is pretty unimpressive, and there was much violence. Fortunately, we've got a very squeezable fuzzy animal at home, so it's all good.
On the fuzzy animal front, Hobkin's been getting the hiccups a lot recently. It's rather dramatic when a critter as small as he is gets the hiccups. His whole body jounces with each one. Wish I knew what was causing them and if there was something we could do to decrease their frequency. Right now, all we can do is hold and pet him while he hics. At least they don't seem to trouble him all that much. Probably distresses me more than him.
Session is going great, so far. I've even gotten a couple kudos from the attorneys and secretaries on my work, which makes me inordinantly warm-and-glowy. It has been busy, and I've had to stay late every night since it began, but I continue not to feel unduly stressed or overwhelmed. 'Course the General Assembly has been out of session this last week as it hammers out the budget; I fully expect the scary-busy-stress to ramp up next week.
I continue to stay off the java. I'm drinking tons of tea, but I've only had one mug of coffee since session began. The coffee monkey is still hovering about, waiting in the wings, but at least it's not on my shoulder anymore.
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