The short version:
1) The Village is okay
2) The Bourne Supremacy is not
3) Headaches are not for sissies.
4) Midol is meant for women, despite the information on the package
The not so short, but not too long (it's juuuuuust right) version:
I saw Shyamalan's new movie The Village. I really enjoy Shyamalamadingdong's movies (so long as I pretend that Unbreakable never happened), so I was expecting to really enjoy The Village. Dim said it was dumb, but that's because he was expecting a horror movie rather than a suspense movie. I liked it better than Signs but not as much as The Sixth Sense.
The Bourne Supremacy is dumb. Matt Damon doesn't even get naked. What a rip off. After the third 30-minute car chase, I started wishing The Man would catch Damon so the movie could end faster.
Went to eat bbq at Dad's on Saturday. It was nice to be in the pool. I don't remember the last time I was in a pool. My best guess is January.
I had a debilitatingly awful headache all day Sunday. Allllllll dayyyyy. I wanted to shoot myself. Dim tried to help with head massages and pulling my hair (which actually helped...for about 30 seconds) but there was only so much he could do. I ended up taking 1000 mg of ibuprofen, four Advil (an anvil would have been more helpful) , sinus headache medicine, and a Vicodin I had stashed away from an old doctor's appointment. (not at the same time, obviously. It's hard to type from the inside of a black canvas bag.) None of it helped.
I was busy wallowing in my own misery, and sent Dim to the grocery store, since even the light from the television sent shooting pains through my cranium. The fluorescent lights of the store would have probably killed me. I would have been a collapsed sobbing heap in front of the Deli. No fun. Eleven cell phone calls later, Dim managed to locate the thirteen items on the grocery list. (he already knew where the milk and the soda were).*
One of the items I requested was Midol. I was too miserable to take it last night, but this morning I found two funny things on the packaging:
"Not to be taken by pregnant women" (well duh.)
"Talk to your doctor before using this drug if you have a history of problems with your prostate" (er, okay. I'll definitely keep an eye on that)
Bill Cosby has an old routine about taking Midol (and how wonderful it was, but it made him moody every couple of weeks).
No headache today (thank goodness).
*This statement is what we call artistic license. Dimitri would like it known that he is not a helpless child. He is a man who doesn’t have the guts to ask the grocery lady where Midol is located in the store.