An epiphany, I has one.

I have discovered why I like the films that I do.

Sure, its the subject matter, to a certain extent, but this totally explains why I can say with a straight face that Fight Club and Blade Runner are perhaps the best movies of all time.

And its all a matter of labels.

I'm addicted to neo-noir.

Really, reading the article says it all, but it really was a big, 'Woah!' when I looked at the list of neo-noir and realized exactly how many of the films I really, really liked. I thought it was thr grit, the dark tone, the dystopian viewpoint.

Apparently, all that has a name.

Even better, they offer college courses in this stuff!

SWEET.

Ah.

Hey, did anyone else know that Val Kilmer was once God?

zomg.

Arts and crafts and OMG MY BACK

So, I dedicated practically all day today to fixing my bag.

Well, okay, not all day, but certainly all afternoon.

And thus my entire dorsal region is KILLING me.

I patched the bottom two edges with corners of a lavender bandanna, which now looks all stylish and intentional now. I ripped out the seams for the old Velcro, and after careful deliberation, I found a way to ammend my omg-moron moment of buying a zipper too big. I mesured off what I needed, bent the rest, and cut off about an inch before I needed to. Then I sewed the extra length to the back of the zipper proper, and then stitched that flat to the bag. So, while not official or really that pretty, it works, and the zip isn't going to fly off into oblivion at the slightest touch.

I had to run to band practice before I could finish sewing the zipper on, so I'll wrap up my Susie Homemaker phase tomorrow. Maybe I'll even stitch on my Yellowstone Jr. Ranger patch.

Hey, shut up, I earned that patch.

I muse.

( Can people go feral? )