In The Glow Of Each Other's Majestic Presence
So I've broken it off with Lisa, which I'm very satisfied about. I had been nervous and near flop-sweat the entire time, and then she goes and tells me she feels the same way, and it was like a great weight was lifted from my chest and not replaced with another that made me feel like a jackass.
Went out to Sacramento this weekend to visit cacophonyblood as a final hurrah before classes start up... in 20 hours.
After a light lunch and a bit of Dollhouse, we headed out to see Daybreakers. This was a film that very finely straddled the line between Narm and serious vampire film- until Willem Dafoe shows up, at which point it crosses the line into full-blown awesome. It's got so much going for it if you can just suspend your disbelief, which shouldn't be too difficult, seeing as how vampire mythology has been twisted six ways from Sunday these days. We finished up Dollhouse that evening, and I have to say I'm just salivating all the more for
The next morning, we went out to see A Single Man. For those that don't know, the movie is set in the 1960s, and it's about a professor whose lover dies- and follows him for one day in his life, 8 months later, as he plans his suicide and reminisces about their time together. It's a powerful film with some amazing performances and a surprise (for me, at least) appearance from a Pushing Daisies alum.
That evening brought the season premiere of Chuck and Battlestar Galactica: The Plan. Chuck was decent- that's a show that tends to get stronger toward the close of the season, though last night brought back some of the magic. BSG just reminded me of everything I'd loved about the show along with making me yearn for Caprica in just two short weeks.
Class starts tomorrow. Equal parts excitement and trepidation.
Went out to Sacramento this weekend to visit cacophonyblood as a final hurrah before classes start up... in 20 hours.
After a light lunch and a bit of Dollhouse, we headed out to see Daybreakers. This was a film that very finely straddled the line between Narm and serious vampire film- until Willem Dafoe shows up, at which point it crosses the line into full-blown awesome. It's got so much going for it if you can just suspend your disbelief, which shouldn't be too difficult, seeing as how vampire mythology has been twisted six ways from Sunday these days. We finished up Dollhouse that evening, and I have to say I'm just salivating all the more for
The next morning, we went out to see A Single Man. For those that don't know, the movie is set in the 1960s, and it's about a professor whose lover dies- and follows him for one day in his life, 8 months later, as he plans his suicide and reminisces about their time together. It's a powerful film with some amazing performances and a surprise (for me, at least) appearance from a Pushing Daisies alum.
That evening brought the season premiere of Chuck and Battlestar Galactica: The Plan. Chuck was decent- that's a show that tends to get stronger toward the close of the season, though last night brought back some of the magic. BSG just reminded me of everything I'd loved about the show along with making me yearn for Caprica in just two short weeks.
Class starts tomorrow. Equal parts excitement and trepidation.