The above video is about the most amusing commentary on the whole Twilight thing I've seen yet. Whatever you think of the books and movies, Edward is pretty damn creepy and this highlights it well (and has an absolutely gigglesome conclusion).

Ezekiel is spending the weekend in the northern marches, so the Den has been my domain for the last two days ... which I've rather enjoyed. My Doodle came by on friday night and we made a little music, watched an odd little Donnie Darko-esque film called Franklyn (pretty visuals, slightly better than average plot overall, and the end scene was oddly touching), nommed some dominos and played with fire out back. I think I'm going to have to make a point of putting the fire rigs aside until I've learned some more tricks so I don't burn through my wicks too fast ... it's far too much fun for its own good.

Today I've been out for a walk, curled up in the hammock with a G&T and Eating Myself by Candida Crewe, a book that I found rather more familliar than I'd like and spent some time nattering with Lamasu about Taka and various other gleeful sources of squee. I also managed to get talking to the fantabulous Helen_Bop about music, whereupon she aided and abetted my current crush on cool bluesy women by introducing me to The Smoke Fairies, who are now firmly on my watchlist of newer artists. We may also be managing to run into each other one evening next week, which is a rather fun prospect.

Last thing before I slope off for a shower and the warm embrace of bed, The Apostate wrote a gorgeous post Things that make me feel married that really tickled me. You should definitely check it out.