hi. me again. YES. AGAIN. THREE DAYS IN A ROW*, Okie, who hasn't posted a new blog in as long as i can remember (generally 24 hours, but sometimes as many as 146 hours). Whheeee. Here we go.
I have made a list of things i would like to discuss today. I also think i'm going to add a "Question of the Day" section at the end of each blog, to kind of make this interactive (and ensure blog comments [!], the number of which i receive is directly proportional to my level of self-esteem. today: good [2 comments]. yesterday: better [3 comments]. see how this works? great! go comment!)
1. The movie Atonement. i will do my best not to ruin anything for you except to raise your expectations to completely unfulfillable levels by saying that this movie is brilliant. BRILLIANT. owing to, in no particular order, the directing, the acting, the music (which uses the SOUND OF A TYPEWRITER AS PERCUSSION. brilliant.), the writing, the use of several very deeply felt but rarely talked about emotions (eg, the regret we feel as adults only when we realize the import of an action in childhood), and finally, the ending. Especially the ending. which i will say nothing about until you have seen it and you come to me privately and ask, "Lizzie, what did you think was so brilliant about the ending?" (on a completely unrelated note, my lemonade kind of smells like pot.)
ALSO, the movie Atonement gave me a very profound revelation: Someday i will be dead and i will not be able to write anything else ever again. Ever. And the only thing that will be left of me (besides a mound of rotting flesh, of course) will be what i've written. woah. heavy. nothing like mortality to get your ass in gear.
2. Heath Ledger. after conducting copious amounts of research regarding Heath Ledger, his acting career, his private life, and his general temperament in the days leading up to his death (ie, one article on MSN Entertainment), I have concluded that perhaps my comments of yesterday were a) a bit misguided and b) a tad harsh. i NOW believe that Heath Ledger was just one of those beautiful tortured artist types who took himself too seriously and had trouble sleeping because he was busy thinking about his roles and accidentally overdosed because all he wanted was a little sleep, dammit, and all he could think about was being Batman's Joker. Tragic, really. Accidentally overdosing because you're worried about pretending to be people who don't exist. or silly. i haven't decided yet. anywho, i HAVE decided that the life or death of one beautiful famous person has no bearing on whether or not my own should proceed. so, regardless, i think i deserve to be here, gorgeous and talented or not.
3. So, here's a story about what happened last night.
I left work around 5:30, and, missing my boyfriend, decided i would pick up some of his favorite cookies and take them to him at work. Also, he's always talking about the 19-year-old girls at work, and i like to pop in every once in awhile so they can see how pretty and better than them i am so they will know that my boyfriend is VERY lucky and would NEVER prefer them over me. Right. so, i walk in, and my boyfriend (hmm, we need a code name for him. let's call him...Bud), Bud, is helping a customer. As the customer walks around the counter to look at something on Bud's computer, I hand him the bag of cookies, proud of myself for doing the "spontaneous present" thing, which is something i would LIKE to do more often but rarely remember to do. Bud smiles, and the customer says, "That is a good woman." I beam proudly. Me: 1. Stupid 19-year-olds: 0. The customer leaves, and Bud walks around the counter to kiss me.
"Thank you for the cookies," he says. "But you really should have texted me to tell me you were coming."
"But the whole point," I say, dejected, "was to surprise you."
"Awwww," he tilts his head back. This is what he does when he realizes he has a) said something stupid or b) said something that upsets me.
"But I don't like to be surprised," he says. "What if Sheniqua was sitting on my lap when you walked in? I would like to avoid that." He says it with a twinkle in his eye. This is how he jokes with me, pretending to be serious about something that would anger me if he were serious. I laugh. THAT was exactly the point.
Okay, it's Friday, and i had to leave off writing this blog yesterday because work is ridiculously busy and i don't get on my computer at home much. so, this is as far as i got. i was going to write more, but i didn't. okay? more later, babies!
*though it appears as though this was posted on Friday, it was actually written on Thursday, making this a mostly valid claim.