What if you catch me, where would we live?
I have had "Bright Eyes" stuck in my head for the last 10 minutes. Singing my way through the final stretch of the work day.
Saw an absolutely terrible movie last night called "(500) Days of Summer" that tried it's very, very, very hardest to be the next "Juno", but actually came off as an inorganic attempt at indie greatness sponsore by the lovely folks at IKEA and Urban Outfitters. Joseph Gordon Levitt is the second coming of Heath Ledger though, so it wasn't COMPLETELY terrible. :) I was really disappointed. I wanted this to be a really good movie, and it even had elements of such (split screen "expectations"/"reality" scenario at party, post-coital dance number scored by Hall and Oates that was the only truly great part of the movie, Jim Dale-esque narrator, etc.), but sadly, it was just so perfectly quirky-pretty-boy-meets-quirky-pretty-girl, and completely devoid of jagged edges, that I just left feeling like, "eh." In addition, the plot of the movie is essentially what happens when your soul mate does not love you in the way that you want to be loved by them. ::blinks:: Thanks for bitch-slapping me while I am down, Hollywood. It took all I had not to throw things at the screen and scream, "THROW HER UNDER THE BUS AND WATCH HER FLIP TILL HER STUPID BANGS SEPERATE FROM HER STUPID EMO SCALP!" In case you were wondering, yes, I am over him, but the situation still hurts like a mother and it makes me violently inclined when I am forced to deal with it via the inescapable medium of a movie that I paid $10.50 to go see. This is the reason I have been holed up in my home for the better part of a month watching zombie movies.
Ahem.
Things otherwise are pretty good. Kendall being home is weird and I don't know if our friendship is going to weather it. It's not him though, it's mostly me. I tend to be a lot more open with people when I know that they are far away and not going to be in my general area, like ever, so him moving back is making me all kinds of awkward as far as interactions/expectations go. Yes, I am horrifically unbalanced, but I do so multi-syllabically, so I prefer to think of it as eccentrically charming.
I think that is pretty much all I have to say for right now. I have more to say, but it is 5:35 and I want to go home- another day, another B-movie marathon.
Saw an absolutely terrible movie last night called "(500) Days of Summer" that tried it's very, very, very hardest to be the next "Juno", but actually came off as an inorganic attempt at indie greatness sponsore by the lovely folks at IKEA and Urban Outfitters. Joseph Gordon Levitt is the second coming of Heath Ledger though, so it wasn't COMPLETELY terrible. :) I was really disappointed. I wanted this to be a really good movie, and it even had elements of such (split screen "expectations"/"reality" scenario at party, post-coital dance number scored by Hall and Oates that was the only truly great part of the movie, Jim Dale-esque narrator, etc.), but sadly, it was just so perfectly quirky-pretty-boy-meets-quirky-pretty-girl, and completely devoid of jagged edges, that I just left feeling like, "eh." In addition, the plot of the movie is essentially what happens when your soul mate does not love you in the way that you want to be loved by them. ::blinks:: Thanks for bitch-slapping me while I am down, Hollywood. It took all I had not to throw things at the screen and scream, "THROW HER UNDER THE BUS AND WATCH HER FLIP TILL HER STUPID BANGS SEPERATE FROM HER STUPID EMO SCALP!" In case you were wondering, yes, I am over him, but the situation still hurts like a mother and it makes me violently inclined when I am forced to deal with it via the inescapable medium of a movie that I paid $10.50 to go see. This is the reason I have been holed up in my home for the better part of a month watching zombie movies.
Ahem.
Things otherwise are pretty good. Kendall being home is weird and I don't know if our friendship is going to weather it. It's not him though, it's mostly me. I tend to be a lot more open with people when I know that they are far away and not going to be in my general area, like ever, so him moving back is making me all kinds of awkward as far as interactions/expectations go. Yes, I am horrifically unbalanced, but I do so multi-syllabically, so I prefer to think of it as eccentrically charming.
I think that is pretty much all I have to say for right now. I have more to say, but it is 5:35 and I want to go home- another day, another B-movie marathon.