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Yesterday I received an envelope stuffed full of pictures from my sister that she took while staying with me this summer. Gah, I look completely hideous in all of them. The person I see in the mirror everyday, while not the most beautiful person on earth, is at least ok looking. I don't walk around with horrible self-confidence and obsess about how I look after looking in the mirror every morning. But everytime I see a roll of photos someone else has took I'm just humiliated by them and feel SO ugly. I can't believe that is what people see. I can't believe that is the person I am. It's enough to make me want to sign me up for one of those makeover shows. It's not that I want "improvements" made; I just want to look like the person I thought I was.
I watched both My Summer of Love and Me and You and Everyone We Know last night and loved them both, especially the latter. It wasn't a perfect movie, definitely had some flaws that should have been taken care of before release, but the parts that worked were wonderful. I've noticed lately that if I'm really enjoying a movie I find myself leaning foward, towards the screen, as though I can't get close enough, can't wait to see what's happening next. Actively watching. Crappy movies I just lean back in my seat, comfortably waiting for time to pass, with much more passive interest.
I really want to go see Shopgirl this weekend too. Seth is out of town, so I'm on my own. I don't know if it's something he'd want to see or not. I'm tempted not to wait for him and just go.
This morning I drempt Howard Dean went out to dinner with me and a bunch of friends.
I watched both My Summer of Love and Me and You and Everyone We Know last night and loved them both, especially the latter. It wasn't a perfect movie, definitely had some flaws that should have been taken care of before release, but the parts that worked were wonderful. I've noticed lately that if I'm really enjoying a movie I find myself leaning foward, towards the screen, as though I can't get close enough, can't wait to see what's happening next. Actively watching. Crappy movies I just lean back in my seat, comfortably waiting for time to pass, with much more passive interest.
I really want to go see Shopgirl this weekend too. Seth is out of town, so I'm on my own. I don't know if it's something he'd want to see or not. I'm tempted not to wait for him and just go.
This morning I drempt Howard Dean went out to dinner with me and a bunch of friends.