saturday night..11pm..lisa dee night.

just watched requiem for a dream. sick, sad and gorgeous as i expected. i have been avoiding that movie since it came out. i hate junkie movies. i know too many ex-junkies~live ones and dead ones and i don't really want to see or hear any more stories about it, but I have a special place in my heart for the man who wrote it and everyone kept saying the movie was beautiful and sad and tonight i feel beautiful and sad so i went for it.

took a bath, put on my slippers and settled down for solo sad movie night. i don't think it's over yet, i have a stack of sick dark tearjerkers to get back to after the blog break..

last night on the other hand was evangenital magic once again. old towne pub, rocking set with mandolin and mouth harp..keeps getting better. prior to the show we were crammed in brett's living room running through the set and someone said "remember when this band was only 3 people?"

i must have danced for 2 hours..juli and i finished off the night with a round of ms. pac-man where i made it to the stork level..the blue one!

it is a delicate balance, this sad, heavy dark side of mine and joyful simplistic pleasures...some people don't feel anything, i want to feel it all.