Lili Saintcrow @lilithsaintcrow@raggedfeathers.com

Today has required a great deal of eyeliner, but there’s tortellini for dinner, so it’s a net gain, methinks.

Should have fed the dogs early instead of looking at the news, that way at least someone in the room would be happy.

*sigh*

Never underestimate the power and luxury of writing something purely for yourself. You can always decide to sell it later, but you don’t HAVE to. It’s good to have secret loves.

Ready for an afternoon of drinking tea and writing something nobody else will ever read.

Painting myself with woad and running around screaming seems like a fair response to Wednesday, honestly.

On the bright side, though, now I have to write a biker badger shifter bake-off.

I DON’T MAKE THE RULES. (I totally make the rules…)

So far I have reapplied my eyeliner twice today and I can just tell it’s not going to be enough.

Gonna be humming “I’ve got a good mind to throw it all away…” all damn day now.

Worth it.

Related: This morning’s office jam is Frou Frou, of course, “Maddening Shroud.” https://open.spotify.com/track/7avKTpzigR8xu2VVAOoGX5?si=ZisadqHVTZiJVdeRM5CbXg

Morning walk: Mist in veils, feral rabbits out by the handful, a nervous Boxnoggin longing to chase them, Frou Frou in my headphones.

Maybe tomorrow. Good night, everyone.

Well. That was a bleak, hilarious little movie, and I’m glad I watched it tonight of all nights.

I’m trying to believe in hope.

Simon Russell Beale deserves a prize for his thoroughly repellent Beria, who manages to be loads less slimy than the original but still gets the point across.

Honestly, watching the bleakest of black comedies right now because I can’t stand looking at the news or I’ll scream.

I have loved Rupert Friend in everything I’ve seen him in, and THE DEATH OF STALIN is no exception.

ZHUKOV HAS ARRIVED

Oh my gods, this is everything I expected from reading reams about the man

I am in gales of guilty laughter

Michael Palin just effortlessly taking control of a room full of gifted actors, my gods above, what a joy to watch.

Buscemi as Khruschev was flat-out inspired casting.

I can’t wait for Jason Isaacs as Zhukov. I’m literally edge-of-my-seat, tenterhooks, for it.