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Hmm. Watching Let The Right One In and it’s scaring me all to crap. It’s not horrific so much as moody. And mood is something I don’t get. Alright, fine: that’s a lie. It’s not that I don’t get mood, it’s just that I can’t put my finger on exactly how mood is accomplished, and why it can be so damn freaky. I recognize it when I see it, but I can’t deconstruct it.

What’s really funny (and not ha-ha funny, but funny-peculiar) is that, while I’m enjoying the hell out of this movie, I also have this strong desire to be doing something else. Between work and Teddy, of late I’m accustomed to having small bursts of spare time. But don’t cry for me Argentina: I get my fair share of free time. It’s just that it generally comes in many short intervals. So when I have in excess of an hour of screw-around time in one continuous chunk, something just seems a bit off.

What else? Dunno. I haven’t totally forsaken this blog. I’ll be back again soon. Like, this-weekend soon, not four-months-from-now soon.
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