i trekked into kelly's apartment tonight with a stack of dvds in one hand and a greasy bag of BK in the other. the dvds were planned. the bag of sin was not.
i screwed up big time at work today. i don't even want to get INTO it. anyway, after work i was so depressed that i slunk into burger king, and ate my whopper hunched over like the food-loving fool that i am.
halloween wasn't going to be very big. kelly and i just watched the shining, which is one of my favorite movies. we decided that nobody does contempt like jack nicholson does. he is the master of the ugly sneer, the how-could-you-be-so-damn-thick look. we also watched more eddie izzard, as usual.
my pals and gals in victoria are probably partying it up right now. its probably better that i did not go...because a) i can't afford it and b) my habit of getting posessive when it comes to The Engineer do not mix well with the random hook-ups that usually happen at parties. no doubt i would have forced something to happen, which in itself is probably the worst idea i could have right now.
Neanderthal and i were texting earlier, but that seems to have slowed down...coinciding, i'm guessing, with his drinking speeding up. tonight when kelly and i walked to schlockbuster and then to the 711 for soda to mix ourselves up some drinks, downtown across the water looked so pretty and so alive, i wished we were down there. but now i'm remembering i have a job interview at reitman's tomorrow (don't know how to feel about that), and a huge ass paper due soon, and a serious VISA bill probably in the mail at this very moment.
right now i can hear all these weird thumps and dragging noises outside. no joke. i am a huge horror movie fan, but i don't know how long kelly and i are going to be trying to fall asleep in separate rooms. happy halloweenie.
Showing posts with label movie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label movie. Show all posts
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Tuesday, September 30, 2008
when things aren't going your way, see a movie. even if it's a bad one.
i had a dream saturday night that i found out big had impregnated and was now engaged to my friend eve, who by the way is 24 and has never laid eyes on big in her life. i think. i woke up halfway through my sobbing admonition to a very pregnant and wide-eyed eve that it was very hard for me and she could probably never understand and i could probably never be truly happy for her. it was very sad.
so the end of my weekend wasn't off to an amazing start. going to white rock and seeing my uncle and aunt was very good. youth church was amazing. i don't know if i'm ready to go back to church yet. so much of it reminds me of my life with big. but i felt good.
stayed at tanya's last night, realized today that i left my toothbrush there. toothpaste and everything. as if a house of three people would not have a single bottle of toothpaste. why do i bring these things? i took one look at tanya's giant deep freeze and just about wept with reverance. say HELLO to my three inch wide freezer which, by the way, turned a lovely box of fudgesicles into bags of milk mush with sticks in them. and yet i had to defrost my watermelon. why?
in my haste to leave saturday when the power was out in my kitchen, i forgot i had a pot of creamed corn i was heating up on my stovetop. which has no actual stove, its just two elements. which i had left on. i walked in the door today and thought, what the hell in here stinks? this place smells like burnt shit. and boy is it hot in here. i lifted up the lid on the pot to find a perfect round cake of petrified black cream corn. it was disgusting. it was coal.
my house still smells like burnt air. i'm surprised my landlords didn't call the fire department.
in dj low's class today we had a test. now, duncan is the man, in my books, and i want him to think highly of me. very highly. so highly in fact that he would say to me in his dignified gentlemanly british voice "i was very impressed by you, laura. i think that you're fucking brilliant." which he would say, if i had actually done well on this test. but i somehow doubt that. i could write a fucking NOVEL on strategic planning, but was that on this test? heavens, no. it was all external & internal output, and boards of directors, and fucking employment representative categories. i'm not going to lie, i felt a bit like crying after.
so when kelly called telling me that we were going to a movie, i wasn't about to argue. we saw the women. i was reminded once again just how much meg ryan bothers me in any movie but when harry met sally and you've got mail. she's so cutesy, and floppy, and never wears heels. she's forever wandering around in flats or weird sneakers flapping her arms and stomping and looking for junk food because of her latest break-up. don't even get me started on her in kate & leopold, where she never stops shouting and somehow CANNOT accept the fact that hugh jackman is in her living room, hers for the taking.
but at least it got my mind off of the Awful Test. tomorrow i am getting up at 7:00, making one LARGE pot of coffee, and getting work done. good plan.
so the end of my weekend wasn't off to an amazing start. going to white rock and seeing my uncle and aunt was very good. youth church was amazing. i don't know if i'm ready to go back to church yet. so much of it reminds me of my life with big. but i felt good.
stayed at tanya's last night, realized today that i left my toothbrush there. toothpaste and everything. as if a house of three people would not have a single bottle of toothpaste. why do i bring these things? i took one look at tanya's giant deep freeze and just about wept with reverance. say HELLO to my three inch wide freezer which, by the way, turned a lovely box of fudgesicles into bags of milk mush with sticks in them. and yet i had to defrost my watermelon. why?
in my haste to leave saturday when the power was out in my kitchen, i forgot i had a pot of creamed corn i was heating up on my stovetop. which has no actual stove, its just two elements. which i had left on. i walked in the door today and thought, what the hell in here stinks? this place smells like burnt shit. and boy is it hot in here. i lifted up the lid on the pot to find a perfect round cake of petrified black cream corn. it was disgusting. it was coal.
my house still smells like burnt air. i'm surprised my landlords didn't call the fire department.
in dj low's class today we had a test. now, duncan is the man, in my books, and i want him to think highly of me. very highly. so highly in fact that he would say to me in his dignified gentlemanly british voice "i was very impressed by you, laura. i think that you're fucking brilliant." which he would say, if i had actually done well on this test. but i somehow doubt that. i could write a fucking NOVEL on strategic planning, but was that on this test? heavens, no. it was all external & internal output, and boards of directors, and fucking employment representative categories. i'm not going to lie, i felt a bit like crying after.
so when kelly called telling me that we were going to a movie, i wasn't about to argue. we saw the women. i was reminded once again just how much meg ryan bothers me in any movie but when harry met sally and you've got mail. she's so cutesy, and floppy, and never wears heels. she's forever wandering around in flats or weird sneakers flapping her arms and stomping and looking for junk food because of her latest break-up. don't even get me started on her in kate & leopold, where she never stops shouting and somehow CANNOT accept the fact that hugh jackman is in her living room, hers for the taking.
but at least it got my mind off of the Awful Test. tomorrow i am getting up at 7:00, making one LARGE pot of coffee, and getting work done. good plan.
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