Your Kingdom Came Today

I think I had a dream last night. I dreamed I had actually solved a problem in the LARP. Kingdom's Coming was playing in the background, which is terribly appropriate to the puzzle I was trying to solve.
And so I presented my theory and everybody stared at me blankly for a moment and then said 'Yeah we knew that. And from that we can tell that X Y and Z.' And they patted me on the head, and I decided to just go back to collecting information and letting other people actually be clever with it.

I'm sure that we could find some common ground

Feeling just generally not well, but probably better than yesterday.
Lots of friends over, and it never felt so crowded that I needed to flee the house. Miss Friday came over and we talked and sat and hugged and I cut her a couple of mix discs (playlists to follow). My lovely housemate picked up the mashed potato ball for me where I'd dropped it, and our entire sixteen-member potluck went more or less hitchless. The food was lovely and I had way too much which probably contributes to how I feel.
Harry Potter was yesterday, and it was very pretty to look at. I was amused by the other-movie references (Return of the Jedi, The Birds, and I don't know if Harry slept in the ashes like a forlorn Cinderella in the book or not...) Stuff was trimmed from the book, which meant that there was less of the cartoony kitten-eating bad guy aren't Muggles stupid stuff that annoyed me so much from the book, so that was good too. Some nice casting.
(Later added entry: One of my first thoughts on the movie was 'My God, that kid looks like Ray!' I wonder if he's glad that only a couple of people near him now remember him from that far back, as he is far cuter now.)
And I loved the preview for Monsters Inc (the charades one, to avoid spoilers), and the Episode Two trailer actually granted me with a mild interest in seeing the movie, although I still think Attack of the Clones is a goofy name, and I laughed out loud at "Annie" riding his 750cc HoverHarley across the Tattooine desert like a space-opera Marlon Brando looking for the rest of the Wild Ones.

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