Saturday Night
Disclaimer: I'm not being all emo tonight, so this might end up readable.
Tonight I saw The Lives of Others with Martha and her two friends. This is the movie, if you were watching the Academy Awards, that surprisingly beat out Pan's Labyrinth for the best foreign film Oscar. About a bunch of German people being all Germanic in East Germany during the year I was born. I took German for a few years, and so it was funny to me to hear them talk, since they had a totally different accent than I learned. For a smallish country, for German to have distinctive accents is strange to me. The movie itself wasn't amazing. I want to act in a movie someday just so I can be a member of the Screen Actors' Guild and not allow movies like this to beat amazing movies, like Pan's Labyrinth. That and it was too long. I woke up at 9 this morning, for the 6th day in a row, to go to work, so I was tired almost as soon as the lights went out.
Other than that, wanted to share wonderful conversation between older, Bohemian-looking woman buying ticket (this is at the 4plex independent theater in Santa Monica) and the ticket seller:
Woman looks up at movies playing
Woman: Which one is better, The TV Set or Year of the Dog?
Young Dude Selling Tickets: Wow, it's hard to say...they are both really, really bad.
Woman doesn't seem to care and buys a ticket for one of them, I can't remember which.
Now, maybe this doesn't seem funny here, but none of us were expecting him to actually say something like that, so we were all cracking up. When we got to the front of the line and didn't ask for either of those movies, he asked us if it was because we had heard him. It wasn't.
So today I spent almost the entire day out on the town. From place to place with people and people. I started the day with money and ended without. I have three dollars left. Good thing I worked this morning, I guess. Spent the time there writing a letter (a REAL letter, though I typed it because it was for a girl and girls should never have to read my handwriting), reading Vonnegut (hence why syntax has gone to hell), and not working much. Went to Costco and the Tinder Box and Trader Joes, so I should have all the food I need for a long time.
I feel old. Really not looking forward to leaving college behind already. I keep discovering new things that I feel are so unique to the college experience that I want to take advantage of, and see so little time left.
James Franco is going on the same London trip as me this summer. Commence your jealousy.
Tonight I saw The Lives of Others with Martha and her two friends. This is the movie, if you were watching the Academy Awards, that surprisingly beat out Pan's Labyrinth for the best foreign film Oscar. About a bunch of German people being all Germanic in East Germany during the year I was born. I took German for a few years, and so it was funny to me to hear them talk, since they had a totally different accent than I learned. For a smallish country, for German to have distinctive accents is strange to me. The movie itself wasn't amazing. I want to act in a movie someday just so I can be a member of the Screen Actors' Guild and not allow movies like this to beat amazing movies, like Pan's Labyrinth. That and it was too long. I woke up at 9 this morning, for the 6th day in a row, to go to work, so I was tired almost as soon as the lights went out.
Other than that, wanted to share wonderful conversation between older, Bohemian-looking woman buying ticket (this is at the 4plex independent theater in Santa Monica) and the ticket seller:
Woman looks up at movies playing
Woman: Which one is better, The TV Set or Year of the Dog?
Young Dude Selling Tickets: Wow, it's hard to say...they are both really, really bad.
Woman doesn't seem to care and buys a ticket for one of them, I can't remember which.
Now, maybe this doesn't seem funny here, but none of us were expecting him to actually say something like that, so we were all cracking up. When we got to the front of the line and didn't ask for either of those movies, he asked us if it was because we had heard him. It wasn't.
So today I spent almost the entire day out on the town. From place to place with people and people. I started the day with money and ended without. I have three dollars left. Good thing I worked this morning, I guess. Spent the time there writing a letter (a REAL letter, though I typed it because it was for a girl and girls should never have to read my handwriting), reading Vonnegut (hence why syntax has gone to hell), and not working much. Went to Costco and the Tinder Box and Trader Joes, so I should have all the food I need for a long time.
I feel old. Really not looking forward to leaving college behind already. I keep discovering new things that I feel are so unique to the college experience that I want to take advantage of, and see so little time left.
James Franco is going on the same London trip as me this summer. Commence your jealousy.