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Oct. 27th, 2005 11:27 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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sydneycat did worlds of wonderous good for my psyche. We have decided for the mutual mental health benefit of both of us, weekly movie/dinner needs to be reinstated. Seriously people - it's bad for you to stay cooped up in the house night after night. ;)
Dinner at the Ground Round already lifted my spirit, which was good because Stay broke bits of my brain I didn't know I needed. That movie is FUCKED UP™®. I'm still putting bits and pieces back together here and there two plus hours after it ended and wincing with the pain of realization. Just a continual "oh, that's why x happened that way... ow, my brainmeats!" I feel much the same way about it as I did when I first saw Memento. Or Serial Experiments Lain. Basically that the filmmakers reached inside my head and made bits of my brain leak out of my ear, and that I probably will never really figure out whether I actually like this movie or not because it fucked with my head way too much to be in any way comfortable. I'd probably see it again though... and still have the jury be out on whether I liked it. *shakes head* And yay Dave, cause a free movie is always a very yummy thing. Yays for knowing the movie managers. Afterwardssydneycat and I entertained sundart while she was putting up next week's mylars with loud complaints about the scrambled and sore conditions of our respective brain cells before grabbing a bus home.
Practiced the piano for a bit when I got home. Making excruciatingly slow but noticable progress on the Moonlight Sonata and discovered my keyboard is one key short at the top for one passage, oh noes. Ah well, it's only one note missing. I figure if I stick with this, get the piece somewhat playable, and get the Rondo alla Turca back up to snuff, I'll have proved myself dedicated enough for actual piano lessons. You know, in that glorious someday when maybe I'll actually be able to afford them. *sigh* God, so much I could do if I had all the money and time in the world. Ah well, I can't complain. It's not like anyone else has time or money either.
not feeling particularly tired, though if I put my mind to it, I could probably sleep. Time to find a book and wait for the homecoming of teh Girlie.
sydneycat did worlds of wonderous good for my psyche. We have decided for the mutual mental health benefit of both of us, weekly movie/dinner needs to be reinstated. Seriously people - it's bad for you to stay cooped up in the house night after night. ;)Dinner at the Ground Round already lifted my spirit, which was good because Stay broke bits of my brain I didn't know I needed. That movie is FUCKED UP™®. I'm still putting bits and pieces back together here and there two plus hours after it ended and wincing with the pain of realization. Just a continual "oh, that's why x happened that way... ow, my brainmeats!" I feel much the same way about it as I did when I first saw Memento. Or Serial Experiments Lain. Basically that the filmmakers reached inside my head and made bits of my brain leak out of my ear, and that I probably will never really figure out whether I actually like this movie or not because it fucked with my head way too much to be in any way comfortable. I'd probably see it again though... and still have the jury be out on whether I liked it. *shakes head* And yay Dave, cause a free movie is always a very yummy thing. Yays for knowing the movie managers. Afterwards
sydneycat and I entertained sundart while she was putting up next week's mylars with loud complaints about the scrambled and sore conditions of our respective brain cells before grabbing a bus home.Practiced the piano for a bit when I got home. Making excruciatingly slow but noticable progress on the Moonlight Sonata and discovered my keyboard is one key short at the top for one passage, oh noes. Ah well, it's only one note missing. I figure if I stick with this, get the piece somewhat playable, and get the Rondo alla Turca back up to snuff, I'll have proved myself dedicated enough for actual piano lessons. You know, in that glorious someday when maybe I'll actually be able to afford them. *sigh* God, so much I could do if I had all the money and time in the world. Ah well, I can't complain. It's not like anyone else has time or money either.
not feeling particularly tired, though if I put my mind to it, I could probably sleep. Time to find a book and wait for the homecoming of teh Girlie.
