well, i spent most of the day watching cnn (idiotic bush warmongering speech) and looking up war blogs on the net to see what was new and what people had to say.
i also watched last tuesday's 24 episode. wow. not saying anything other than at one point i had my hand over my opened mouth and had this shocked expression on my face for a good ten seconds.
and then i took the car out just so it doesn't freeze up tomorrow when i leave for work 'cause it's been freezing for the past two days.
the genie awards were tonight (the canadian film awards). i only found this out around 5 pm. only watched bits of the show 'cause i was busy watching the montreal canadiens unable to bring their game up against the poor columbus blue jackets. a 2-1 loss in overtime is all they were able to muster.
i just saw a quick recap of the genies and here are the coolest wins:
atom egoyan's ararat won for best film and best actress.
and i'm also very happy to report that david cronenberg won for best directing for spider. can't wait to see that film.
as the hockey game was coming to a close a friend of mine called me up. she was going to bed, exhausted from lack of sleep and having loads of homework to do (she just started college again after a couple of years off and has been feeling quite stressed out these past couple of weeks). little explanation about this friend: we spent the entire summer together two years ago. we had fun. lots of fun. but she wasn't ready for a relationship, blah blah blah, and so we 'broke up'. but we stayed friends and our friendship evolved over months and now we're really good friends. we still have that flirty sexual energy going on but we don't do anything about it because a) she has a boyfriend now, and b) i don't wanna get my heart broken again like that. but everything's nice and fun and pretty open between us. we talk every other day or so. but the phone call was especially nice because we were both just tired and without any trace of pretense whatsoever. the walls were down. it was just a nice quiet talk with a good friend.
(what the fuck am i telling all this for?? lol. i thought i could write this down with way fewer words than this. lol)
i'm listening to dylan's blood on the tracks. i bought it last fall when i was on my dylan discovery binge but never did get too much into it. i guess i was put off by it, by the style of the songs. that wasn't my idea of what dylan was, even if i'd heard lots of his songs before. i thought it would more miserable for some reason, and i'd enjoy that. but now this time it's going down well. i'm not expecting anything out of it, i guess.
on this, i bid you a fine farewell and wish you all nice dreams.
oh, and i was also looking for a book (martin luther king, jr's why we can't wait) that i'd put in one of my can-put-it-away-to-save-space book boxes and ended up taking out two other old and unread books that i thought i'd enjoy reading: henry miller's sexus and edgar allan poe's tales of mystery.
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