i hate being a woman

i hate my hormones. i feel so terrible today. i felt wierd yesterday too, but not as badly. i feel rather like a shattered egg today, all cracked with bits broken off and oozy clear stuff dribbling out through the holes. at least i should feel better by tomorrow or the day after.

i had a really good weekend (edit: the weekend was thursday and friday). i met up with lordkilljoy and we went to wagamama's for food. it was good, not my favourite food ever, and then we went to see ironman. it is totally the coolest film i've seen in ages. there are so many scenes in it that i absolutely love - i feel all tony stark's emotions along with him - it's a rare movie has the ability to do that.

then on sunday (edit: ok, it was friday - it felt like sunday) i got to see 300. i missed it in the cinema, much to my disappointment. i quite enjoyed it. it looked spectacular - the style and 3 tone colour scheme gave it this look that complimented the theme well. i liked it, but i wouldn't be rushing out to see it again. it was just a little too lacking in the intricate plot department.

not much happening today. i had hoped to get some writing done, but now i just think i'll sacrifice the day to mother nature and do very little of substance.

i had a wierd dream last night involving getting to an airport and not knowing the way and being convinced that i'd missed my flight but actually being a day early, because somewhere in the distant past i knew i'd have trouble getting to the airport. then there was another bit about travelling (in a car?) up hills and through forests and hoping that i came out in the right place.
yes - it was a troubled dream, cause known but not shared here.