I'm a little bleary today, computor screnes are unforgiving on dry and tired eyeballs. Last night's movie club turned into philosophy club with topics ranging from quantum physics to cloning to the nature of Hell. We were up til one talking non-stop, no herbal stimulants but a lot of munchies required...
It wasn't exactly a critique of It's a Wonderful Life but discovering who's opinions were influenced by what and why was very enlightening. I love chats like that. You can't manafacture them, they mearly take you into a journey of debate and theorising into the early hours...
P.S. On a lighter though no shallower note I am celebrating not being pregnant today. My Mum accidentally got pregnant with me about six weeks after marrying Dad. I have to admit I was dreading the thought that such unfortunate luck may be hereditary! Hmm I wonder what an I'm-not-pregnant celebratory dance might look like?