I want to go home right now and sleep
I'm so unbelievably tired I can't handle it. Since Friday night, every night has been jam packed and my body is ready to give. Well I think it already did, considering I had to be dragged out of bed at 10:00 to go to the bar. I know it was my idea! But I was sleeping! And I was having a good dream about a really nice hot shower! Then I hear "Meeeeeesha," all quiet and sweet. It was for a good cause (kind of.) Let me explain - my friend Jasmine's friend Angie has had a rough go of things. She works with Jasmine so she's been laid off from her job just as much, her boyfriend (Jeff) bar tends in a bar on Tuesday nights, when in the past Tuesday they've been closed. So, its really just to support Jeff and get people in the bar and la la la. Ultimately I'm glad I left.
However, it wasn't the bar that done me in, its the fact that I stayed up and watched High Fidelity last night once we got home.
Let me take you back to yesterday. -What's up with this non-linear story telling I have going on right now?- All I wanted to do was nap, sleep hardcore. I forwent napping because I had to be up ridiculously early to take Jasmine to work, her car is busted, and get myself to work on time. I won't nap and I will go to bed early and it will be awesome. Yeah...no. I just then proceed to stay up until 5:00a.m. shooting the shit with Jasmine(bff/roommate), Mike(roomie), Jason(upstairs neighbor) and Ben (former upstairs neighbor, brother of Jason). Jason is moving out by the way. If you haven't checked your calendar its the first, he needs to be gone, so we've been spending a lot of quality time with him. Jasmine and I have really forged a relationship with him this summer, it will be sad to see him go. I'm digressing. Point of the matter, I didn't sleep Monday or Tuesday.
Another point is, High Fidelity is really, really great. As I was watching it, I was doing a little thinking. Rob is not all that likable of a character. Sure the movie is a comedy and sure Rob is our hero, but...not really. He gets his girlfriend knocked up, tells her he cheated on her, she hasn't said anything at this point and then quietly terminates the baby. Oh, yeah, and not before borrowing $4,000 from her. Not to mention all of this emotional outbursts and just general crappy outlook on things.
I love the opening of the movie. The first things out of John Cusack's mouth are: "What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?"
Gar (bombidol/my Irish boyfriend) is opening up record store in Temple Bar, Dublin, Ireland and I hope its exactly like High Fidelity. Exactly...minus the pregnancy and money borrowing. But I just want to debate music and be surrounded by it. And I really want a record collection comparable to John Cusack's organized in an autobiographical fashion. I wish I could pack up and go there and help him and work in the store and be surrounded kinds of music.
That's all I want.
However, it wasn't the bar that done me in, its the fact that I stayed up and watched High Fidelity last night once we got home.
Let me take you back to yesterday. -What's up with this non-linear story telling I have going on right now?- All I wanted to do was nap, sleep hardcore. I forwent napping because I had to be up ridiculously early to take Jasmine to work, her car is busted, and get myself to work on time. I won't nap and I will go to bed early and it will be awesome. Yeah...no. I just then proceed to stay up until 5:00a.m. shooting the shit with Jasmine(bff/roommate), Mike(roomie), Jason(upstairs neighbor) and Ben (former upstairs neighbor, brother of Jason). Jason is moving out by the way. If you haven't checked your calendar its the first, he needs to be gone, so we've been spending a lot of quality time with him. Jasmine and I have really forged a relationship with him this summer, it will be sad to see him go. I'm digressing. Point of the matter, I didn't sleep Monday or Tuesday.
Another point is, High Fidelity is really, really great. As I was watching it, I was doing a little thinking. Rob is not all that likable of a character. Sure the movie is a comedy and sure Rob is our hero, but...not really. He gets his girlfriend knocked up, tells her he cheated on her, she hasn't said anything at this point and then quietly terminates the baby. Oh, yeah, and not before borrowing $4,000 from her. Not to mention all of this emotional outbursts and just general crappy outlook on things.
I love the opening of the movie. The first things out of John Cusack's mouth are: "What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?"
Gar (bombidol/my Irish boyfriend) is opening up record store in Temple Bar, Dublin, Ireland and I hope its exactly like High Fidelity. Exactly...minus the pregnancy and money borrowing. But I just want to debate music and be surrounded by it. And I really want a record collection comparable to John Cusack's organized in an autobiographical fashion. I wish I could pack up and go there and help him and work in the store and be surrounded kinds of music.
That's all I want.