Weekend
Watched It's Only Talk on Saturday, a film about a 35 year old manic depressive woman and her various relationships with a Pervert, an old schoolmate turned small-time politician, a fellow manic-depressive yakuza, and her cousin Shoichi. Wasn't bad, but up till now SIFF hasn't really showed anything that blows me away.
Hung around Muddy Murphy's for a bit to keep GF (yes, status upgraded!) company while all her friends filed in slowly. The thing with Pisceans -and they never do realise this- is that they always get to have things their way. Case in point: Muddy Murphy's was having their 10th anniversary celebrations and the pub was packed to the brim, but she managed to spy on an empty "Reserved" table, made inquiries, and snagged it for her friend's hen party. Like, wth??? Women have things so easy in places populated by men. Bah.
Muddy Murphy's wasn't fun at all, maybe I was there too early. Full of boisterous laughter and sharp shrills of inebriated women... I kept slapping my forehead from going mad. Everytime a woman shrieks delightfully it's like a fire alarm gone awfully wrong, like the red cover of the clangy bell fell off. Nursing my beer, or was it my beer nursing me. Argh.
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Sunday was catching up with Mother and Queens, plus Official Status Confirmation teehehe. At night we did that silly thing where we watched Capturing The Freidmans while staying on the phone the whole time. I'm becoming one-half of those irritating couples you see on the streets. If I were a third person watching myself, I swear I'd "hmph" at the sight of us.
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She's flying off to Korea for some trade fair over the weekend. Big missing will be going on. Sigh.
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Hung around Muddy Murphy's for a bit to keep GF (yes, status upgraded!) company while all her friends filed in slowly. The thing with Pisceans -and they never do realise this- is that they always get to have things their way. Case in point: Muddy Murphy's was having their 10th anniversary celebrations and the pub was packed to the brim, but she managed to spy on an empty "Reserved" table, made inquiries, and snagged it for her friend's hen party. Like, wth??? Women have things so easy in places populated by men. Bah.
Muddy Murphy's wasn't fun at all, maybe I was there too early. Full of boisterous laughter and sharp shrills of inebriated women... I kept slapping my forehead from going mad. Everytime a woman shrieks delightfully it's like a fire alarm gone awfully wrong, like the red cover of the clangy bell fell off. Nursing my beer, or was it my beer nursing me. Argh.
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Sunday was catching up with Mother and Queens, plus Official Status Confirmation teehehe. At night we did that silly thing where we watched Capturing The Freidmans while staying on the phone the whole time. I'm becoming one-half of those irritating couples you see on the streets. If I were a third person watching myself, I swear I'd "hmph" at the sight of us.
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She's flying off to Korea for some trade fair over the weekend. Big missing will be going on. Sigh.
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