The life aquatic
actually that's not completely true. shortly after randall and i arrived dinner was served. we feasted on roast (beast, potatoes and carrots) a simple yet tasty meal. afterwards we sat around and played a few rounds of apples to apples (a new game that juju & wes got us for christmas i am enamored by it. completely) and then watched an episode of arrested development (god that show is fantastic). once it ended randall and i decided to head home.
that's when things got pearshaped.
that's when my mom came home. she's been out for a few days. we weren't exactly sure where she was, but we were pretty sure. she gets that way when things are going crazy. and right now things are going crazy. we ended up staying a lot longer than we intended. and i cried a lot more than i intended to too.
like i said things are going crazy.
i helped her brush her teeth twice and then we tucked her into bed. i know, it sounds crazy as i type it. it's crazier sounding than i am explaining. sorry i gotta keep some things to myself.
we left and i burst into tears. randall had to drive home. when we got there i just wanted to do nothing. and i didn't want to cry anymore. i don't know how it got suggested, but soon we were looking at movie times. i decided that i really didn't feel like going (the theater near us wasn't playing anything i wanted to see). but then at the last minute we decided to drive across town to see the life aquatic. it was the right kind of movie to see. light enough but not too ridiculous. i walked away liking the film but not loving it. i think i'm just hard to please. but if you're a fan of wes anderson you need to see it. he's such a fantastic auteur. and also portegueuse lo-fi bowie? come-on how could you deny that.?
Posted by pocketpig at January 2, 2005 12:31 AM
Oh nib... if the first day is indication of the year to come, I'm screwed. My "new year" has sucked so far... I am tired of most of the people I know. Last night I had a dream that a Nazi German Vincent Dinofrio (from Law and Order: Criminal Intent) called me a fookie. -_-' I think he meant "goody two-shoes" but it came out fookie instead. Anyway, I woke up with tears streaming down my face, and I rarely cry; every dream I've had so far this year has resulted with me waking up crying. Darnit.
Posted by: Else at January 2, 2005 03:06 PM
I'm glad you're back back.
I adore Apples to Apples SO MUCH.
I'm sorry about the rollercoaster. I hope a peaceful riverboat ride is around the corner.
Posted by: Moxie at January 2, 2005 07:50 PM
when Randall is not in town, you should call.
and we can be sorrow sisters.
Posted by: katy at January 16, 2005 10:20 PM
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