I love movies that make me feel wonderful... wonderfully what doesn't as much matter. It's just that degree of feeling that really snags me.
And... I talked to 'Manda. It was civil. We communicated. I got up and left the computer because... I'm not sure why. Part of it was that it was long. Part of it was that I wanted to do other stuff (like watch Shawshank). What was the rest? I'm not really sure. Part of it is that previously my way of dealing with unresolved 'Manda stuff was inconsequential... I just didn't think about it, and when it became an issue, she went away. Now I actually have to either deal with it or cast her out of my life.
So I'll deal, it's what I do. If there's one thing I can do, it's do stuff. I excel at doing stuff.
So it goes, so it goes.