It's funny that whenever I have important things to do--like homework so I can not fail out of college a month away from graduation--I get on these movie watching kicks. I watched a freak-load of them this week. It was my week off of work, so I was supposed to brush up on my microbiology, so I don't look quite so clueless during my rotations at St. Marks, plus I still have to forge 6 weeks worth of rotation journals (which was technically due more than a week ago)...but did I? Not on your previous existence.
Instead I went to the video store and pretty much bought them out. I forced my friend Jason to watch Mars Attacks! with me, because I had the weirdest craving to watch it after some people at work mentioned it last week (incidentally, who remembered that Jack Black was in that? Not me. He was so skinny I didn't even recognize him. There were a lot of people in there actually, not to mention it was directed by Tim Burton with music by Danny Elfman? How did I not remember that?) I'd never seen Rushmore, but I like stuff by Wes Anderson, especially if Bill Murray is in them, so that was a must. Clerks was a prior recommendation I forgot about, which I likewise enjoyed and probably should have seen much sooner than I did. For good measure I threw in Rachel Getting Marries, Capote, and Days of Heaven.
Rachel Getting Married was better than I thought it would be. Well thought out and touching all of the right nerves. I cried like a baby during several parts of course, because if there is a semblance of sad in a movie, I will find it and cry over it. I haven't watched Capote or Days of Heaven yet, but I look forward to watching a classic 70's Richard Gere movie, which I guess is supposed to be visually stimulating, and Philip Seymour Hoffman dramatically portraying Truman Capote.
I got to help throw a baby shower yesterday, and thanks to my good friend Paige, I didn't screw up my responsibilities. I said goodbye to two of my Lon Dolls for the summer, and got to later hang out with old high school friends I still like...all in the same day. Not bad. I also hung out with my sister's pretty cute baby, got a manicure (very strange I know), and ate Greek/copied music/watched the Office and 30 Rock with Heidi.
Right now I'm lamenting the return of snow and finding the inspiration to clean my room, while feeling guilty I still haven't tackled my homework. I tell myself that a clean place to study is a must, and that I really only need to rush the rewriting of my culture identifications tomorrow to be alright school-wise. It's kind of the first day I haven't hung out with anyone, and it's sort of refreshing. I love people, but I think I still have some pretty reclusive habits, and it's a relief to just loaf around once in a while. I was going to climb and hang out with my friend Tarris, but there is no way I'm driving to Ogden right now with my driving skills. Only now that I've said that I kind of feel like a long drive and contemplation...
3 comments:
WOW. I can't believe you got a manicure yesterday...doesn't seem like you. I'm glad you got to hang out with your sister's "pretty cute baby." Haaa I love that the baby is just "pretty cute" and not cute.
Next time you and Heidi get together to watch 30 ROCK/ The Office call me...I have so much time now and I can hang out. It's great!
I'm so glad you were able to make the baby shower. You are a dear and wonderful friend. Your chicken salad was AMAZING, your croissants were AMAZING, your decorations were AMAZING, and you are...you guessed it...AWESOME! (Ha, threw you for a loop there!) P.S. You should also get some kind of award for your good hugs. They're like a good handshake... never like I'm getting a hug from a beached dolphin. Hope to see you soon?! Come up to LOGAN!
Well Whit, I do give a stellar handshake as well :) Though now I'm wondering just how a beached dolphin hug would feel...
Also Becca, babies in general are pretty strange looking, but as far as baby standards go, he is "cute." My sister would probably kill me for putting "pretty" in front of that in the first place, but then I do tend to use to many descriptive words in my sentences, which are frankly, and too often, entirely unnecessary. It's my way. For sure you'll be invited to the next shananogen!
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