Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows; part 2

Well, this is turning out to be a wonderful weekend crowned by the release of the last sequel of the Harry Potter series, Deathly Hallows; part 2. One word for it, AWESOME! Here is it's preview, for those of you who haven't watched it yet: To all the Harry Potter fanatics, y'all know this movie is the crown of all the others. This is the final installment after the chapters of the long narrative that started in 2001. It's been quite a journey. If you haven't watched this last one yet, I'd strongly suggest...

Eureka!

So I was watching PAUL, again, for the umpteenth time, (it still never seizes to invoke some extraordinary excitement in me) and there it was! I actually noticed a movie mistake towards the ending! That I noticed it makes me feel.... what's the word I'm looking for? GREAT! Towards the end, before the awkward long take-off by Paul's species' mini spacecraft, Special Agent "Lorenzo" Zoil was shot on his left hand by that "big guy" woman. Yes, they actually refer to her as the big guy. And right after the take-off, when earthlings are sheepishly staring...

It’s been a week

I am not feeling the slightest bit inspired, despite the recent quite eventful occurrences, fruitful and otherwise. This week, and the one just past, has been one wholesome remarkable period.It started with my reaching the limit on some tolerance concerning some personal stuff between me and gesty spider monkey (name changed for obvious reasons). See, the thing with me is that certain things seem minute, to me, and I hardly mind them. But a realization occurred to me that I actually do mind the small “unimportant” stuff; only not as they happen....

WHY?

Why? This is a question I’ve asked myself de novo. Why? And I was left thinking for a while, not knowing what I’m thinking about. But one consistent thought process was the disturbing craving for Amarula. I guess I just wasn’t ready to answer it, or rather think about it. I do that quite often. I pretend. I pretend it’s not important. Or maybe it’s postponing. I’m not sure what it is exactly that I do, but the wise would say it’s not wise. I’m sure. It works out for me though, well, so far....
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