Jun 08, 2005 00:46
I've had another strange day. I just don't feel complete or whole.
Have I ever told you that I am addicted to the song, "Playground Love", by Air? No? Well, I am. The Virgin Suicides is such a weird movie, but I love it, and the song is haunting, and gorgeous, and so much more. It's a perfect makeout song. It's a perfect "sexy smoking" song. It's a perfect whatever song.
Mmmmmm...Makeout...
So, I went to Borders downtown tonight. I love going in massive bookstores, for they contain so much knowledge and creativity on the shelves. Each book a personal masterpiece or failure. I wrote down many books that I would like to read. I fingered through the film section and found many decently priced foreign films that I am now lusting over. I need "the arts" right now. I need to be creating.
So, I didn't get the Coldplay CD like I would have loved to have purchased tonight. Instead, I spent most of my money on groceries like I should. Eating is more of a priority over a CD. I successfully bought enough food to last me for 2 weeks for under $21. But, I still want my damn Coldplay.
It is really sad about Anne Bancroft. She was a beautiful woman, and one hell of an actress. She contained such a quiet power and grace. She was good at what she did, and she left behind a legacy of work that she could be proud of.
I wish I could just sit in and watch movies all day tomorrow, but I can't. I just want to read and watch. But, there is so much to do. I MUST find a job. I MUST!!!