after so much bitching about how time flies when you’re not having orgasms, i think i just had the longest orgasm, i mean day, in some time.
nothing unusual persay — dentist at 8:20, my sockets are in tip top shape! breakfast…dishes… seminar, which was vaguely interesting. we talked about distributions a bit. even though i hated them in my applied course, i found myself vaguely excited that i knew what we were talking about when we got into the Euler-Lagrange equations. but only vaguely. we spent about 30 minutes talking about the dual space.
spare me.
right, so up until 5pm i was making a mad dash to finish my sadistics homework, due at 5. class was dull. coffee would have helped. i found someone else who is as fascinated by the freakshow characters in that class as i am.
gossip.
so i guess the daylight portion of october 2, 2003 wasn’t worth writing about at all. but i can’t be bothered to delete.
a fucking fantastic evening though… i did a socket-friendly stir-fry. soft foods — tofu, mushrooms, chinese eggplant — in a hunan sauce with a touch of honey: delicious. then after 30 minutes at the stove, i had a rendezvous with some blueberry filled crepes who took me to the couch and made love to me right then and there (ivy watched). afterwards, we watched an absolutely amazing movie: Equilibrium. sadly, i can’t be bothered with summaries…
the feeling cleric is played by Christian Bale who is looking better all the time. the special effects are pretty good, but i’m getting bored with this whole slicing-half-of-someone’s-head-off-with-a-sword trend. (if you don’t know what i mean, then you haven’t seen this film, or underworld, or resident evil. if this is the case, then you have your weekend made: these are all fucking outstanding films. which reminds me, resident evil: apocolypse is coming out in spring 2004 and is going to rock your body right.) there’s a lot of post-Matrix fever in this movie, with it’s Brave New World-esque theme and the martial arts. but the storie is clever and the people are real and it doesn’t star Keanu Reeves.
high five!
right, so i’m totally pumped because this movie was so surprisingly good. it also reminded me that Christian Bale has an impeccable physique!
special notice
some of you may be concerned that i’m writing more about movies these days than my usual lush and lavish lifestyle. after all, i’m on a budget, i’m eating crepes, i’m taking yoga, and today i recieved a package of soup bowls that i won on ebay to match my plates. fear not: it’s the sockets talking. they have a boosh of their own, you know. this weekend promises many tales of hard drugs and soft women. and rollerskates. moving forward — i am going to chicago this thursday: the windy city in autumn. i can’t think of a better place to be this time of year. i hope i see some yellows and reds in the leaves, rather than the brown that austin’s leaves turn before they fall off and clog the drains.
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