Right

I almost thought I had a major catastrophe yesterday losing my phone. Right after grocery shopping, I went to take Mary Beth's car down the block to put air in her tires. In between I knew I had my phone, but after I got back I just couldn't find it anywhere. Even drove back up to the gas station to try to find it. Well, what happened was as I was heading back out, I switched jackets in a hurry as it was feeling a bit colder than when we first went out. The phone was in the jacket pocket that was left at home. And after coming back, I naturally looked in the pockets of the coat I was wearing but I didn't think about the one I wasn't wearing. Anyway, when I finally figured it out it was a huge relief. Anyway, after all that Mary Beth and I went over to Josh and Molly's with the same configuration as last week (with Dustin and Courtney there as well). We played that Horrified game again, this time going into a regular mode with more difficulty. Well, we also went a good ways into it misunderstanding some key rules and were making it way harder on ourselves. We compensated by pretty much just ignoring the terror meter (or whatever it's called) but we still lost anyway 'cuz we ran out of monster cards. Ah well. One day we will play it and get it damn right! Then we hung out and talked a while, good time and all that. After we got back home, Mary Beth and I ordered some pizza from Little Italy. We ate it and watched Vita & Virginia (a biopic about Vita Sackville-West and Virginia Woolf). I have some mixed feelings about it. At first, I absolutely hated it. It does that thing too many biopics do where it over-crams the dialog with explanation and biographical detail. I also really didn't like the editing. It felt it was trying to make everything stylish in a "cool" way rather than in a way that fit in with or enhanced the characters or story or whatever. It was very visually beautiful, especially the exterior shots, but that beauty still felt kinda separate from the movie or whatever. As it went on and the story developed more, I felt it settled into something and I didn't hate it so much. I guess I didn't think it was good as far as movies go and I think much better could have been done with the subject matter, but it wasn't overall irredeemable and I did glean something out of it. Now it's a new morning and I must have slept funny 'cuz I woke up with a sore shoulder. I also woke up because in my dream a word was spoken (I think someone just saying "right" in response to something else) and it was much louder than everything else in the dream. Like, it wasn't spoken or shouted loudly, it was just like the "volume" on that word jumped up and it sounded like it was right in one of my ears and that "loudness" woke me up. Anyway!