This weekend I watched a movie that Princess FlickerFeather let me borrow called “Howl’s Moving Castle”. It is an anime by Hayao Miyazaki that’s based on the book by Diana Wynne Jones. I haven’t really watched much anime aside from the Pokemon craze that hit my school back in 5th or 6th grade, but I liked this movie. It was pretty entertaining. Howl himself is very vain, and at one point he proclaims:
“I give up. I see no reason to go on living if I can’t be beautiful.”
Heehee! I’d recommend it.
I also just finished a book that Princess FlickerFeather(again) let me borrow. See, she’s the one that’s big into movies and books, and she tells me what to read or see, because I really don’t pay that much attention. I haven’t been to the library in forever. Anyway! The book is called “Kissing Adrien”, and its by Siri L. Mitchell. It takes place in France, and its romantic and hilarious! Its the kind of book that I didn’t want to end, but the end was wonderful, so its okay.
And now for something completely different! (Hi, Carol!)
Monday nights are practice nights for the little drama that PFF and I are putting together. Tonight was no different; we drove to church and practiced with about ten other kids. It’s going really well, btw. Anyway, in my car I have this little stuffed elephant with really long arms and legs- you know, the kind with velcro on the feet so that you can hang it around your neck. His name is Winston, and he usually hangs on the armrests between the front seats. Well, tonight after practice I came out and got in my car and something was wrong. Winston was sitting on my steering wheel, his arms wrapped around it to keep him on; his beady little eyes looking at me. It freaked me out. What kind of crazy person would scare a little girl with her own stuffed elephant?? At least they didn’t cut his head off and send it to me.
At this point I know you’re all probably incredibly worried about my safety, but it’s alright, I figured out who did it. And it’s the kind of person that likes to play with other people’s minds like a drunk kitten. I bet you can guess, too.
I have no idea who that is, but he sounds like a fascist.
I give up. Who is it?
Geez, you guys, it should be pretty obvious! Can I tell them, MD, pleeeaaase?
It was Daddy Dearest.
Dun dun duuunnnnnnnnnn.
But how did he do it after practice?
My mom was taking him for a walk, and they walked past church during practice. My dad is an opportunist.
It was your Mom’s fault: she let go of the leash.
So how much are auto security systems these days?
No, no, what we really need is a lockdown.
I’m watching you, Tiger Lilly….always watching.
Why are you watching me? Is it because I’m the only one who knows what it takes to keep you from bugging my poor sister?