I do really want to see Jupiter Ascending, but more for Oscar Winner Eddie Redmayne than for Channing.

I could almost see putting myself through that movie again just for Eddie Redmayne's performance.

I have heard some very convincing rumours that Tatum is excellent and charming in the Jump Street movies, but I have yet to see him in a role that didn't put me to sleep. (I didn't get the fuss over Magic Mike.)

Taking the week off sounds smart, Connie. Eye-and-recovery~ma I have been amusing myself since last night picturing Jupiter Ascending featuring Academy Award Best Actor ads, maybe I will actually get to the theater at some point...

I kind of want to see Jupiter Ascending just to see what happened in all the locations shoots I walked by. [link]

I have Hulu again! I bitched on Twitter and had AT&T and Hulu DMing me. AT&T wanted me to run tests and Hulu credited me a free month. I like Hulu better.

Random thought for the day... flipping the bird is really dissatisfying in mitten weather.

"Grown-ups are terrible! They've messed up the world!"

Too bad this came from a creepy homophobe, because I actually kind of agree with this.

I have heard some very convincing rumours that Tatum is excellent and charming in the Jump Street movies

I was unable to find any charm in 21 Jump Street, although I've liked Channing since seeing She's the Man. (Which,in and of itself demonstrates that charming me isn't really all that difficult.)

Surgery ~ma, Connie!

I didn't get a callback from the breast center, but I did manage to accidentally terrify myself. TWICE.

My cell phone rang while I was on my office phone. As soon as I could graciously exit the conversation I did, grabbed the phone, pulled up my recents, and hit redial. The woman who picked up the phone said, "Northwest Radiology Scheduling." I promptly started to hyperventilate, leading my Really Awesome Boss to gently lead me to a conference room while the scheduler was telling me to breathe, sit down, she didn't have any record that they'd called me today, but she'd call the breast center to check. The breast center hadn't called me either, as it turns out.

So I looked at my recents list again and saw a different number at the top--the radiology scheduling call was from YESTERDAY, when they'd called with this morning's appointment reminder. Either I hadn't scrolled up far enough, or there was a delay in the new call showing up in the log. I dialed the number back, to discover it'd just been a nice, innocuous wrong number.

Fast forward to 3:30. Cell phone rings again, and glancing at it I think it's the hospital's 368 prefix. Heart pounding, I pick it up...to talk to a nice staffer from the Seattle Public Library Foundation. Which uses the 386 prefix. Why yes, I would like to renew my monthly donation pledge, thank you very much.

Sheesh. I've gotten better at not stressing this stuff so much (thank you, Zoloft!), but this time around I'm extra-nervous because we're getting ready for our big European trip in June-July, so there's this added level of nerves that something might go wrong to derail something I've been looking forward to for so very long.

Would someone please tell me that the night before surgery is not the best time to be guilting myself that I haven't cleaned up my house properly yet? Especially when I have a year to get rid of stuff?

My god, the Brain Puritans are tenacious.

I am so onboard on the not getting Channing Tatum. I also don't get Bradley Cooper.

Connie, the night before surgery is for relaxing with whatever happy distractions best suit you. Cleaning is not a happy distraction. Neither is guilt.

Connie, don't worry about the stuff and the mess, and good luck tomorrow.