Watching Butterfly
They always said it was the best way to watch it. On your own. In the dark. Well practically a decade later I tried it. And i admit, it is spooky. And I am cowardly. So i chose not to watch the more graphic or scary ones on my own. but even so, it is still quite an experience. All i need now is someone curled up with me hugging me as i shrink from the screen, and that would make it perfect.I'm curled up in bed around my trusty laptop happily lapping up my Season 4 dvd box set. This is *the way* to watch. No ads. Just pure straight X Files the way it was meant to be. And as a bonus, there have been some episodes here that I haven't seen before. I know, shock horror, me, of the avid rabid X Phile not having seen some of these episodes. Actually it's kinda neat. Means I get some new surprises. Always special and exciting. NOt that watching reruns isn't exciting in itself.
*giggle*
However, it is also midnight. And i have to be up in five hours because someone has to bloody go into the city early. Which means that i'll be on a 7.30am train. YUCK.
I sign my contract for work tomorrow. Everything gets set in stone. No more Mondays and Fridays off. Straight work. I don't know what i feel about that. Hell, i'm still trying to figure out how I feel about my stupid marks and what this honours year has meant. My thoughts are all over the place. Overlapping each other and all vying for attention at the same time. Y'know, I should give myself some time to collect my thoughts and let them coalesce into some form of coherency rather than just randomly dump all my thoughts in a blog all the time. It doesn't make for very coherent or easy to understand rambling. Not that the true nature of rambling really is to be coherent, but I'm rambling... gah.
I guess that's the signal for me to go to bed.
posted by Enigmatic Butterfly @ 1:41 am
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