catching fire

Last night we went to see Catching Fire and it was excellent. No complaints whatsoever, I think they translated it perfectly from page to screen, which is really rare. (I had to explain a few things to Phil afterward, but he enjoyed it as well.) Then of course when you watch a movie in the evening you dream about it all night... so that was interesting to say the least. If they do the last one correctly it will be nightmares instead of dreams, but I am still looking forward to it.

resolved

I actually won an argument for once.
So, no more trouble in paradise. For now.

what didn't kill me never made me stronger

Could really use a drink. Or three. Or seven.

Hard week, shitty day, now boyfriend went off to play with his friends and left me behind on a Friday night, six months pregnant, alone and lonely. What the FUCK?

I am not a happy camper.