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Today's been a little more productive. I never did end up going to sleep the other night, so I'd been up for a couple days before I caught ten hours of recovery last night.
I finally saw Troy last night before passing out. Regardless my level of exhaustion, I felt the need to do something, so roommate and I walked to AMC in the rain and got soaked. I forgot my Movie Watcher Rewards card, so I resorted instead a Student ID card from BYU 1997 that didn't have the year printed. It kinda still looked like me.
On my way to the third floor, with an armful of buttered popcorn, we passed three gay guys that were all really attractive. Looking at one of them, I realized that I would have swooned over this guy four or five years ago, and now I had seen right through him. It made me wonder if I was no longer the kind of guy who only fell out of love by falling into someone and/or anyone else. Sure, I look back on good times once in a while still, but there really isn't anyone that I'm pining for right now. Had I finally broken the chain? Or had my standards just changed?
As for the movie, my friend Dan is right. The script was a little *coughs* lacking. I felt a little like I did during Star Trek: Nemesis every time the Klingon tried to decide whether he should fire the damn photon or not. Dramatic shot of Helen. Pan the charging Spartans. Dramatic shot of Hector. Pan the charging Spartans. Dramatic...
...sigh from Brad in the audience. If it weren't for the coppertone all over Brad Pitt.... You know, this is the first time that I was actually attracted to him? For some reason, Seven, Meet Joe Black and Interview with the Vampire just didn't do it for me. ;-) I think Leno made a joke once, asking who Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston imagine while they're having sex?
Laundry's almost done, room is cleaner and I'm going to try to go out with Randy & Nate tonight.
I finally saw Troy last night before passing out. Regardless my level of exhaustion, I felt the need to do something, so roommate and I walked to AMC in the rain and got soaked. I forgot my Movie Watcher Rewards card, so I resorted instead a Student ID card from BYU 1997 that didn't have the year printed. It kinda still looked like me.
On my way to the third floor, with an armful of buttered popcorn, we passed three gay guys that were all really attractive. Looking at one of them, I realized that I would have swooned over this guy four or five years ago, and now I had seen right through him. It made me wonder if I was no longer the kind of guy who only fell out of love by falling into someone and/or anyone else. Sure, I look back on good times once in a while still, but there really isn't anyone that I'm pining for right now. Had I finally broken the chain? Or had my standards just changed?
As for the movie, my friend Dan is right. The script was a little *coughs* lacking. I felt a little like I did during Star Trek: Nemesis every time the Klingon tried to decide whether he should fire the damn photon or not. Dramatic shot of Helen. Pan the charging Spartans. Dramatic shot of Hector. Pan the charging Spartans. Dramatic...
...sigh from Brad in the audience. If it weren't for the coppertone all over Brad Pitt.... You know, this is the first time that I was actually attracted to him? For some reason, Seven, Meet Joe Black and Interview with the Vampire just didn't do it for me. ;-) I think Leno made a joke once, asking who Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston imagine while they're having sex?
Laundry's almost done, room is cleaner and I'm going to try to go out with Randy & Nate tonight.