Today I am searching the job sites (and finding several possibilities, hooray!), chatting with the R.C. as she reports in from her first day of Full Employment, drinking coffee, and not doing any work for Bernie.

Yes, I'm still firmly convinced that much of last week's meltdown was the consequence of Bernieism or "free-lance creep." I have finally convinced myself that I'm not doing me any favors by free-lancing for him at a miniscule hourly rate as he gives me all of the work he considers needs more brains/skill than his full-time employee can handle. From now on, if he needs a certain skill-set, he can pay for it. (But pay someone else, I'm not available.)

So. What else?

Girls' Night In on Sunday was a huge success. Megan made chili, Ruthless brought yummy bread, I provided cheesecake, and we watched one of the world's strangest movies.

I'd never heard of The Boondock Saints before Meghan mentioned it. It was an--odd--experience, watching it. I'm not a fan of the large body of contemporary movies where the violence (especially sexualized violence) is the plot and this one certainly has more than enough to go around. At the same time, there's something hypnotic about the escalating violence and a darkly morbid vein of humor underlying the story. It's almost a spoof, but it's not self-conscious enough (although William Devane's performance would have worked in a spoof), it's not quite a caper-flick (with plot holes large enough to drive a production truck through) and, after the credits roll you slowly become away of the essential lack of coherent content, and yet....

Maybe it's because I tend to avoid movies with excessive violence that this one had such a dizzying impact on me?

We also watched Burning Down the House, the first episode of Due South's third season. An interesting contrast.

Other than that, this weekend's goal was to see if I could get through 2-3 days without spending any money. What with one thing and another, I wound up spending most of the money I made from Bernie last week on impulse purchases designed to make me feel better about working for the crazyman again. I needed to balance that.

I was successful, but it means I have little or nothing to report in the way of Outside Entertainment Experienced for the weekend.