seperis

For some reason known only to higher beings, My Heart Will Go On is stuck in my head. Now granted, this is partially my fault for torturing svmadelyn with a running narrative of it while watching the video on youtube.

I keep--watching Anything for Love, too. It's--*helpless*--seriously, have you seen that video? It's like this really really goth Beauty and the Beast with some slight Dracula undertones and seriously what kind of person goes into a mysterious old house and jumps into the candle-surrounded bathtub? Yet I love it helplessly. I watch it and get all *awww* their love is so invisible and there's a floating couch and I'd totally forgotten that thing in the bed and it's just so pretty and glossy. And it appeals to my inner dramatist. And possibly my inner seventeen year old who first saw that video.

Oh please. Like I'm the only one that goes to watch eighties and nineties videos.

Feeling less grumpy today. Every day I do not feel homicidally inclined towarrd my coworkers, my clients, my family, and my shoes (not to mention Waffles who chewed through my purse strap) is a Good Day.