Angry Dissenter has us watching a movie we taped off of Sundance, Audition, and he promises that it's a great Japanese horror movie. Although he's rarely led us astray, it's hard to commit to reading the movie's subtitles to know what's going on.
The Hater has settled into the couch as Zoloft acts out her favorite scenes from Crouching Tiger, Crazy Kitty. Her ears are pinned back and she's jumping or climbing on everything to dispell some of her energy. Soon she will collapse mid-leap and sleep in that spot for a couple of hours.
Meanwhile we're amused because The Hater keeps turning up the tv -- even though the movie is in a language we don't speak. When confronted about how the louder tv helps him to read the subtitles... he grins and says it's for the atmosphere.
I have such a classy husband...