I should probably stop eating cereal for breakfast, lunch and dinner. Milk's too expensive.
It rained yesterday and the ants invaded my old grease jar today.
Would "The Strokes" become der die or das Strokes?
So I saw me Mystic River.
It was like In the Bedroom but about younger people.
And no Marisa Tomei.
It was a good movie nonetheless, but you've basically got tragedies running rampant. It's a series of shit that keeps piling up on the main characters and if they don't die, they grow older, harder, better, stronger. Sean Penn is fucking great and really deserves the golden globe. So to compile my 2003 list of movies:
1. American Splendor
2. Lost in Translation
3. Kill Bill vol 1
4. Return of the King - For some reason, seeing it an even number of times left a bad taste in my mouth and an odd number was oddly satisfying.
5. Cold Mountain
6. School of Rock
7. Big Fish
9. Bend it Like Beckham
10. Finding Nemo
Of the possibly worthwhile movies I haven't seen from last year:
The Last Samurai
City of God
Dirty Pretty Things
28 Days (Later)
Swimming Pool - God
L' Auberge Espagnol
I'd have to say that today so far has been shit. I woke up at 6:00 am from a 1 1/2 hour rest after studying for an econ quiz today. Class starts at 8:10 and I really like the full head start in the morning. I do the usual, drinking tea and checking computer stuff, and then I head off to class. I get there, first day I've been to this econ class, and I feel a bit alienated. I had only signed up for the class the week before, and this was the first time I had seen any of these faces. "So why," I ask myself, "are there only girls in an econ class?" The first guy shows up 5 minutes late and the TA follows him in. The TA says, "You know, out of all my discussion classes, you guys had the best scores on the first quiz."
I shit my pants.
I begin fretting. How the hell did I miss the first quiz?! The Professor said we only had 2 and they were both worth 5% each, so my head is spinning around his situation. The TA hands out the quizzes and there on the front, it says "PHIL 01 #03."
I shit my pants again.
I run out of the classroom, check the room number, check the day, check the ti... me....
8:10 PM - 9:00PM
WHAT THE FUCKING GAY
I go back to my apartment, sick off a recent contracted cold, happy that I don't have class, and tired.
New X-Men is pretty good. It just needs more sexiness. I mean, there is some, but it needs like zooms on the cleavage.