This is What I Did
A review of sorts.
Last night I went to the library to drop off all of the books I picked up over the course of the semester. As an Honors student, I can check out books for the entire semester instead of the typical two weeks or whatever it is. Because of this, I get books and they accumulate in my room and at the end of every semester I load up my backpack and drop them all off. I went with the intention of not getting anything else, because I would have to return it so soon. Despite my intentions I went up to the second floor where they have DVDs. I browsed through the selection seeing many that I wanted to watch, but finally settled on Hitchcock's
Vertigo As I was walking to the door I spotted a green book on the new and popular shelf. It was called
This is What I Did by Ann Dee Ellis. without really thinking about it I picked it up and before I knew what happened I had checked it out, in addition to the movie. AS I was walking out of the Library, I told myself that I would just have to return it with the movie without reading it, because I was leaving before it was due.
I walked back to my dorm and when I pulled out my cellphone I noticed that I had received, within two minutes of each other, a phone call and a text message. The Text was from Karol who wanted to rehearse for our Shakespeare scene, and the phone call was from “Ruth.” (Mom, you may want to stop reading here.) You may have noticed a few posts back that I mentioned talking to Claire in her car for about an hour on Sunday. This was a potential dilemma. On the one hand I needed to rehearse, as we hadn't actually done that and our scene was today. On the other hand, I wanted to see where, if anywhere, things were going with “Ruth”. I know she's nice, and I certainly find her attractive, but it is way too early to say in there's potential for something there. What can I say? I called her back, and ignored the text. She was on campus and wanted to know if I wanted my Arabic paper back.
Side story: About a week ago, I found a pink post-it note on the ground by the math building. On it was written what looks like somebody's to do list and a few lines of what is definitely not English. I picked it up and put it on my wallet. Later I showed it to Sara, thinking it may be Hebrew, which she studies. She told me it looked like Arabic and I should show it to “Ruth” (who is minoring in Arabic.) I showed it to “Ruth” and she couldn't decipher it, because the handwriting was really bad. After more pestering, she agreed to show it to her professor. I gave her the note and she told me she would get back to me.
We rejoin our main story currently in progress. She was willing to drop it off and asked what I was up to. I said I was just putting
Vertigo into my DVD player (which I was,) and would she like to join me in watching it? She said that she would, and I said to myself that Shakespeare could wait. (Sorry Karol) I hadn't seen the movie in a really long time and didn't really remember what it was about. “Ruth” said she hadn't seen it before, but then she remembered that she had and that the ending was bad. I wouldn't call the ending bad, but it was certainly a bit of a shocker.
After the movie, “Ruth” left and I went to bed.
Today I met Karol before the final and we practiced our scene and it went pretty well. BTW, practice should be spelled with an 's.' After my scene I went to a local costume shop looking for a pair of nice fake glasses, but they didn't have any that were of any real quality. I stopped in at an antique shop and had a lot of fun looking at all the stuff they had.
Did I just say I enjoyed going antiquing? What is going on?
Anyway, after antiquing, I came back to my room and hung out for a while. I decided to take back the DVD and book to the library. As I was putting the DVD in my backpack, I saw that green cover again. I pulled the book out and decided to just read a little bit, besides the library is open 24 hours right now.
That was a little before eight. Two hors later I have finished it and it was good. It is written in a very particular style. Very short sentences, one line per sentence, and with the dialog written like in a playscript. I don't want to talk about the plot very much, because it is all interwoven and unfolds as you read it. I really identified with the protagonist and felt so bad for him as he struggled. Something that was really awesome was that between each part was a silhouette of various things pertaining to the story. Imagine my surprise when one of them was Mike and the Robots from Mystery Science Theater 3000.
If you know what MST3k is, you'll think that this is awesome, if you're not then you should be.
I checked and the library closed at eight tonight so I'll have to get up early to turn the book and DVD back in.
I now have to finish packing to go home.
I recognized her face.
Labels: antiquing, arabic, books, Hitchcock, library, MST3k, packing, review, text, Vertigo
Nothing.
I want to blog about something but I have nothing worthwhile to say.
I think I'll make this a blogging over time thing. I'll leave the window open and just type in thoughts as I get them.
Girls in glasses are hot.
Family guy is stupid.
Every single person in the world is not.
I spent an hour at Wal-mart today and didn't buy a single thing.
My sister has me listed as her top friend on MySpace. I don't know what to make of that.
I just flipped off my television. That is to say I gave it the finger, not turned off the power.
Radiohead is letting people download their new album and pay whatever they think is fair. This is cool. I probably never would have listened to Radiohead on my own, but this has greatly increased my chances of listening to at least this album.
Aristotle had it easy.
My suitemate has been having way too much sex. It's getting annoying.
I'm angry about doctrinal infighting.
It's illegal to sell sex toys in Louisiana. I hate the government. Why is selling anything illegal? Why is owning anything illegal? The act of trade is the basis for human interaction.
I got my first paycheck from Tech today. Wow, money is cool.
Someone once told me (indirectly) that once you date a woman, her friends are off limits forever. I can understand this in some situations, but I have to wonder more about the specifics. Is there a certain level of acquaintance that is acceptable for dating? Obviously top tier friends are off and I would probably even say that tiers two and three are no go. But what if the level of friends is nothing more than being Facebook friends? Or what if the friendship is only discovered after a relationship has begun? I suppose that the level of friendship would partially dictate the amount of time before discovery. If they were good friends it would be discovered much earlier. From here we can possibly create a timetable related to friend level. If six months go by without discovering a shared person in each member of the relationship's past, the level of friendship is suitably low so it would not become necessary to break it off. Of course if the relationship is being actively hidden from the third person, the system doesn't count.
I am actively reading seven different books right now. I would like to finish a couple of them but the others keep getting in the way.
I haven't played my uke in a few weeks. That really bothers me.
It's now almost midnight. I think I'll go to bed.
Then come back to the future.
Labels: books, download, glasses, government, money, MySpace, nothing, Radiohead, relationships, rules, single, sister, TV, ukulele, Wal-Mart
