I'm listening to the Beatles now for the first time in a long time. I forgot just how good their music actually makes me feel. Maybe it's the mellowness that was probably imparted by their drug use. Whatever the reason, it's got me all loose and relaxed. Or maybe it's the half-pint of Ben and Jerry's mint and oreo cookie ice cream I just munched down. I swear they put something in there that makes it addicitve. Tasty, tho. I love mint ice cream.
I'm working on a story for my sci-fi/fantasy writing group. It's sort of a fairy-tale thing, with a princess and all that. I'm trying to steer it away from being all hokey and stupid, but I still want it to be sort of light-hearted and comfortable reading. Maybe I should watch The Princess Bride again to get the feel for it. That's got to be one of my favorite fantasy-type movies. The other fantasy story I really love is Robin Hood. I don't really like the movies made about it, tho, except for the Disney version. Yes, I know... Disney is an evil bad corporation, but they made good movies. The first movie I ever saw in a theater was a Disney movie, The Little Mermaid. So I've got all these good memories attached to it.
Interesting story: I ended up getting a cold sore on my lip, so I went to buy some Carmex. After I got home I was reading the ingredients and noticed that the stuff had salicylic acid in it, and I wanted to know if it was okay to use for chapped lips as well. Long story short, I found this website about lip balm addiction. I've been trying since then to decide whether it's a joke or a serious thing or both or what. Now, to be honest, I always thought that the girls who are always passing around tubes of Chap Stick or whatever were a little nuts. But addicted? I just dunno. I use the stuff sometimes, myself, especially when the weather is cold like this. But I'm not real fond of it, because I don't like the greasy feeling. But sore, cracked, bleeding lips are much worse than simply greasy lips.
Okay, Princess Bride time. Adieu, my dears.