would you believe it. I am supporting the one eyed monster!!!!!
Sinbad anyone? Sunday, 25 May, 2008
Sunday. Lazy sunday. I did a bit of filing today, but not much. I don’t want to strain my brain too much, not on a sunday. It’s the one day of the week we are supposed to rest. I am resting today. My bum is parked on the sofa, I had a bowl of yummie pasta for lunch and I am watching rubbish movies on the telly. It’s ideal. I am in a funny mood, my thoughts keep running to a man who doesn’t deserve them. I have been trying to shun them away all afternoon, telling myself I need to make a mental note to do this, that and the other. This lazy sunday is not helping. As for rubbish movies, how am I supposed to get distracted with Sinbad and the Seven Seas? (Why seven, I wonder). It’s a very old version, too. Gerish costumes and stupid dialogues. I am concentrating. I am hoping that the colourful costumes will provide an alternative thought. Now there is a monster too. Monsters are good. They are all different and all very bad at being very bad! Especially those from the 60s. I almost wish they’d win once in a while. It’s so unfair to be a monster, having to lose every time. The rubbish movie was helping a bit, until a princess appeared. Now there is going to be wedding, Sinbad and the Princess. This is unbearable to watch; nothing else on the telly, nothing worth noting. So Sinbad’s wedding it is then! …and there is me, trying to get distracted…where is that monster? What happened to the bad guys? Maybe waking up was a bad idea. I should have opted for an afternoon nap in the Land of Nod. I have lost my usual beat today. I am getting all sentimental and shouldn’t. He really isn’t worth it. I should convince myself that Sinbad is not that bad. When you understand the choreography, the dialogues, the cute monsters, you could even appreciate what they were trying to tell. Hmmm, maybe not…Thank God I am going to the gym tomorrow morning. Nothing like beating up a cross-trainer to get rid of negative thoughts. They are negative if the person isn’t worth it, so tomorrow back to concentrating on me, my persona, my very-being. Then back to work, as usual. My business needs me. I just have to make sure there is plenty of sand around me to stick my head throught it. Oh so not like me, but hey, even Goddesses have a crisis from time to time. Today is my turn!
…and thinking about it, Sinbad is alright after all…
