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10.28.00 - 12:52:12

what is my deal with books? why can't i read in a linear fashion? it's inexplicable. as i speak, i'm in the middle of four books, and when we say middle, we mean at least 150 pages or so. why? why can't i finish one and start another? it's like i'm scared the words are going to fall off the page before i get there.

i just slept the whole afternoon. feel a lot better. i thought i was going to sleep forever. the kind of sleep that's dreamless and without any points of reference. the kind of sleep you wake from without knowing what planet you might have landed on. i should have gone to ben harper tonight. i should have. oh well. what's one more regret? we have a lifetime to make our lists.

law and order is one of my favorite shows. special victims unit was just on a couple of hours ago. it was about this family from afghanistan and 'honor killings' and the taliban and stuff, and i don't really feel like rehashing the plot, but it was powerful.

i'm still feeling weird and disoriented even though i got up like, three hours ago. things don't seem real yet. like i've fallen out of space or time or both.

some issues i have.

1) no sugarless gum multi-packs at my local randall's. none. no extra. no trident. no carefree. no sugarless dentyne. i don't get it. is there some sort of conspiracy i should be aware of? it's totally more expensive when i have to buy the packs of 13 or however many they give you in the big packs by the cashier. i want my multi-packs. honestly.

2) no chick-fil-a within 300 miles. ok, so i just went and checked out locations at chick-fil-a.com. apparently they have FOUR chick-fil-a's in south africa. is it too much to ask to have one within a day trip of here? ok, so they're telling me there's one at meyerland plaza. i DROVE to meyerland plaza today, thinking maybe i'd like to eat some chick-fil-a. i did NOT see a chick-fil-a. of course, by that point i had realized that i really didn't feel like eating at all, but that doesn't really change things. i think it's a ruse. there was no chick-fil-a there. seriously.

3) no big veins in my arm to draw blood from. have i ever told you the story of the one time i tried to give blood? yeah, well, at some point my sophomore year, i realized that i finally weighed enough to give blood. so i got all excited and signed up for the blood drive. they couldn't find a good vein in either arm. so they tried multiple times on each. i had bruises about two inches in diameter (literally) on the inside of each elbow. it was rather dramatic. but yeah, so that didn't go so well. and i don't weigh enough to give blood anymore, but not like i'd go through that again anyway. why am i speaking of this now? they took some blood from me at the doctor's today. the lab people are a lot better at getting to my veins, but it still hurts.

belle and sebastian's 'get me away, i'm dying' is a good song. wow. i tried so hard to not like them, but in the end, i just couldn't do it. but now at least i don't feel bad about liking them. i think i just wanted to be sure i liked them for their music and not just for the buzz that's been building about them for all these years. but yeah, they've got some pretty cool stuff.

so i think our next show will be trish murphy on the 7th. poe's playing at borders according to pollstar on the 12th. i love that cd. 'that day' is such a great song.

listening to saint etienne.

ok. so romeo and juliet. it's been a while since i've seen the movie, so my memory of it might not be extraordinarily accurate. but if someone had a gun to my head and asked if i liked it, i would have to say yes. because i did. but there's this part of me that's still trying to figure out why i liked it. i hate claire danes. with a passion. i think leonardo would have made a better juliet (in case you can't tell, i'm not a leo fan either). so why would i like a movie starring not just one, but two "actors" that i just can't stand watching? i mean, you might as well have had keanu reeves in there as the prince, as far as i'm concerned. and yet, it worked for me. the movie was infused with this intensity that was almost palpable. i am tempted to say that with a story like romeo and juliet, you would be hard pressed to mess up a movie, but then i thought the same thing about the legend of sleepy hollow, and that was one of the worst movies i've ever suffered through. there was something very real about baz luhrmann's r&j, even in the surreal. some kind of power underneath everything that was going on. i think it had a lot to do with staying true to the shakespearean text (which, incidentally, i thought they worked wonderfully with as far as adapting it to the new setting). i just love hearing those words. we've all heard them so many times. i can remember the first time i read romeo and juliet. i think i was 11 and i think it was one of those copies where they have the "english translation" on the facing page. isn't that funny? english translation. of shakespeare. but yes. those words that are so familiar and yet never grow old because they are words that we want to say, words that we want to hear, but even as we fantasize, we know that we are never going to say those words, hear those words. another small tragedy within a larger one. it makes it more magical to me. i liked the colors luhrmann used. i liked the neon. i liked the way he added a lurid touch to the atmosphere. i thought some of the delivery was a bit stilted. i thought some of the delivery was very stilted. i thought leonardo needed a haircut. i thought claire danes...oh, let's just skip her. i thought john leguizamo was a wonderful tybalt. the kid from clueless who played paris was a cutie. i loved the astronaut costume. too cute. claire danes in her angel outfit made me nauseous. i loved the scene through the fish tank. or maybe i just loved the fish tank. but i guess it's the same in the end.

to sum it all up, i liked the movie. but not unconditionally. and it wasn't perfect. not by a long shot. but enjoyable, nevertheless. and i admire people who take risks. from what i hear, kenneth branagh didn't fare as well with his version of love's labours lost. i didn't ever go see it because the reviews were so terrible. hamlet with ethan hawke was another updated shakespeare i enjoyed. bill murray playing polonius was a pleasant surprise. bill murray's always a pleasant surprise.

so we have this lime juice. i guess it's supposed to be a mixer-type thing, but it's just good stuff. i find myself putting it in everything. like, it just makes things yummy. smoothies. cranberry juice. water. um, other stuff. it's even good plain. i used to eat lemons when i was little. like oranges. i wonder why i quit. (grocery list -- lemons...)

i need a haircut. well, not so much need as want. i'm just sick of the status quo. every single way it manifests itself. every one of them.

you'll say 'did they love you or what?' i'll say 'they love what i do; the only one who really loves me is you.' you'll say, 'girl, you kicked some butt.' and i'll say, 'i don't really remember -- but my fingers are sore and my voice is, too...'

still scratching myself in my sleep. i don't understand. i have no fingernails. like, seriously. i cut them all off. and then that wasn't good enough so i bit off whatever was left. blake says i should sleep in mittens. maybe he's right.

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