Love u more.
Jul. 13th, 2007 10:59 pmNo B-Movie for me tonight, as, despite staying home again due to iffy balance, (c) I'm just a bit buggered (b) I still have a blocked left ear and everything is just not right but mostly (a) I have a sleepy little girl curled up on me who would probably be yelling her head off if I weren't here. So she wins an evening with me. It also gives her mother a chance to exhale.
It's been a laudanum day. (The sort where you wish the stuff was still in vogue as a pacifier.) Thank fuck for Infacol. Freda just drifted off to an MP3 of Peter Murphy and Trent Reznor doing "Warm Leatherette." Pete sounds really silly. Not normal (though Normal) lullabye fare, but IF IT WORKS THEN I DON'T CARE. Third Eye also — 120bpm disco is simple, repetitive and I can dance her back and forth to it.
We have on occasion been giving in and showing her television, in the form of videos on YouTube. No way am I letting her near a real telly after seeing the way her eyes lock to the screen and her face goes slack. Drug of the nation!
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Date: 2007-07-13 11:28 pm (UTC)