Tuesday, July 29, 2003
Hey all. How goes it with you? I guess in my obsession about talking about myself...I forgot to inquire as to how y'all are doing. So...how are you?
I hate it when people ask how you're doing and then launch into a five minute speech about everything that's going wrong with their life. Don't get me wrong, I would listen to them if they just came up to me and said they needed to vent...but to pretend that they actually care about me before doing so? When clearly, at that momenty, they do not care due to the other overwhelming stresses in their life. And I'm not doing that here...it's just the whole blog thing makes it a little difficult for instant feedback if I have yet to publish this post.
So last night I watched a movie. Yup a movie. The Life of David Gale. I missed the first bit. But damn. I cried. C and P watched it with me and didn't seem to have a problem, but I cried... a lot. It just awoke a lot of issues for me. I can't say too much about the direct thoughts from the movie, cause that would totally give away the ending. But it also brought up some un-direct thoughts.
My uncles fiancee was murdered when I was a kid. She was stabbed 26 times. They never found the weapon. It remains unsolved to this day. My uncle was a suspect, but because he was with my parents it wasn't him. I don't know why but I've been thinking about this since last night. If her murderer was ever discovered, I wonder what would happen to him/her.
In other news, the two guys from work have yet to say a word to me. Which makes me a little sad. A kiss is just a kiss and damn. It's no reason to get all embarassed and never speak to me again. So you acted like an ass, it's not like it's never happened before, just talk to me and all will be forgiven. At the same time, however, I'm not going to approach them either.
I can't wait.... I ordered these movies and really want to have them in my greedy little hands soon. What can I say? I'm a sucker for strange movies. Any suggestions?
Also, I'm having a Partylite thingy tomorrow, so if anyone wants to order something...give me money and I'd be happy to place an order for ya. Or better yet, book a show. Just let me know when and where and all that jazz and I'll hook ya up. It would be very helpful to me and my friend who is also the consultant. Ok, I'll stop selling you stuff now.
I hate it when people ask how you're doing and then launch into a five minute speech about everything that's going wrong with their life. Don't get me wrong, I would listen to them if they just came up to me and said they needed to vent...but to pretend that they actually care about me before doing so? When clearly, at that momenty, they do not care due to the other overwhelming stresses in their life. And I'm not doing that here...it's just the whole blog thing makes it a little difficult for instant feedback if I have yet to publish this post.
So last night I watched a movie. Yup a movie. The Life of David Gale. I missed the first bit. But damn. I cried. C and P watched it with me and didn't seem to have a problem, but I cried... a lot. It just awoke a lot of issues for me. I can't say too much about the direct thoughts from the movie, cause that would totally give away the ending. But it also brought up some un-direct thoughts.
My uncles fiancee was murdered when I was a kid. She was stabbed 26 times. They never found the weapon. It remains unsolved to this day. My uncle was a suspect, but because he was with my parents it wasn't him. I don't know why but I've been thinking about this since last night. If her murderer was ever discovered, I wonder what would happen to him/her.
In other news, the two guys from work have yet to say a word to me. Which makes me a little sad. A kiss is just a kiss and damn. It's no reason to get all embarassed and never speak to me again. So you acted like an ass, it's not like it's never happened before, just talk to me and all will be forgiven. At the same time, however, I'm not going to approach them either.
I can't wait.... I ordered these movies and really want to have them in my greedy little hands soon. What can I say? I'm a sucker for strange movies. Any suggestions?
Also, I'm having a Partylite thingy tomorrow, so if anyone wants to order something...give me money and I'd be happy to place an order for ya. Or better yet, book a show. Just let me know when and where and all that jazz and I'll hook ya up. It would be very helpful to me and my friend who is also the consultant. Ok, I'll stop selling you stuff now.
