The best of the shorts I saw last night was Somewhere Only We Know. I actually teared in the beginning and at the end.

While over at the Warehouse this morning to grab a new kettle (the one we bought when we moved in died), I found a lone copy of Satoshi Kon's Tokyo Godfathers going for just NZD 5! Such a fucking steal! I could hardly believe my eyes!

I feel like I've been domesticated. I wish we had an oven and a proper kitchen so I can try out recipes (this, coming from someone who'd wanted OUT of home ec.), and I actually find housekeeping quite enjoyable - although, of course, with such a tiny matchbox flat as ours, housekeeping is ridiculously easy.