well, as soon as we got here and got "settled in" to the new place, derek had to go to a conference in boston. hmph. imagine that, moving to a new city and leaving your girlfriend all by her lonesome. hmph. woe to me.
most of my time has been spent staring. (hey zhen, i'm turning into you!) there was a lot of staring at road signs on the drive home from the airport, a lot of staring at the mess while i contemplated shoving boxes around, more staring on my walk downtown and back, and a teensy bit of staring at the television. after a cool runnings moment this afternoon - in which i cry during a movie that you can and would make fun of me for crying at - i got up and actually opened the boxes i was shoving yesterday.
though it has been said by me quite a few times this year, i must tell you this once again: moving sucks. my back hurts. at least it was a good move this time.
the big news? i start my new job on monday! celebrations are in order! even took myself out to a movie and poured enough butter on the popcorn to make even holly the butter queen barf. as a piece of warning, i'll tell you that "the last king of scotland" is pretty fucking scary. the gruesome moments are vividly gruesome, and forest whitaker is psychotic as shit. the movie overall wasn't fantabulous, but he scared the crap outta me as idi amin. go see it just for that and then wonder how the hell he directed hilary duff in another movie... or if that was what drove him to this awesome level of insanity.
random side note: i can walk uphill BOTH WAYS around here.
derek has promised to take me to a play called "thom pain" this weekend. we're going to the theatre without even knowing anyone in the show. does this make us real live theatregoers now? how mature. dear scott and julie and craig, there is hope for the world! real live people who get off the couch and go to see art and shit like that. who'd have guessed it could happen? woohoo, three EEE cheers for culture!
not that this will take me away from battlestar galactica and PR. i'm rooting for jeffrey to kick some ass now.
1 comment:
There is not such thing as too much butter, okay maybe your right but without it popcorn is very lonely and parched. Yet I must admit I have made myself sick on several ocassions with, butter, popcorn and peppers, but I was oh so happy ingesting all the above, all at once, until my stomach reminded me there is such a thing as excess. I still haven't learned my lesson and probably never will. I to partook in a movie watching popcorn and butter indulging evening. I highly recommend 'The Departed'. Nicholson and Leo are fantab and if you love ganster flicks you will be smitten. Word of caution if close range gunshots to the head make you woosy than you might want to pass. Overall though I feel the flic is Oscar worthy a plenty (the scene where Jack emulates a rat-priceless). There was so much kick ass acting and of course major testeterone working that I was in movie heaven.
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