Somehow, despite my best efforts to leave early and get to bed at a reasonable time, I didn't go to sleep until well after midnight.
My sister suckered me into staying by seducing me with bad Netflix surfing (I'm easy, what can I say?!). Eventually we settled on watching Life in A Day (GORGEOUS film, except for the last five minutes which felt forced and phony, which is too bad since the rest of the movie flowed organically), but not before reading through several terrible sounding movies. And she also showed me some random clip of a movie about people who get sewn anus to mouth to anus to create a centipede like creature (yes, it's a real movie . . . it's like screen writers don't even try anymore, and producers just throw their money at anything. Which makes me wonder why the hell they aren't jumping at the chance to make my book a romcom).
Man, I love when she's home.
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