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Only 48 hours this week. Work is positively spoiling me. [/sarcasm]
We saw The Namesake yesterday and it was beautiful and heartbreaking and rambling. Just everything I love in a movie. I thought the relationship between the parents was richer and more developed than the son's breakaway and eventual return to his heritage. And although my family is not as traditional or culturally steeped in our own roots, I can appreciate the whole tug-of-war between being true to your ethnicity and being true to yourself when you have been raised apart from it. And also about hurting the people that gave you life just because you wish it were all different somehow.
Yeah.
Go see it, it's lovely.
Also, Old Navy is seducing me with all the cute, cheap shorts they are selling. Must. Be. Strong. I hardly ever shop there because their random sizing either fills me with excitable hope or utter dispair. A litttle consistency please!!! *ahem*
Well, I have some more FMP:TSR and Hana Yori Dango DVDs, so I'm off. Saturday night, oh Saturday night...
We saw The Namesake yesterday and it was beautiful and heartbreaking and rambling. Just everything I love in a movie. I thought the relationship between the parents was richer and more developed than the son's breakaway and eventual return to his heritage. And although my family is not as traditional or culturally steeped in our own roots, I can appreciate the whole tug-of-war between being true to your ethnicity and being true to yourself when you have been raised apart from it. And also about hurting the people that gave you life just because you wish it were all different somehow.
Yeah.
Go see it, it's lovely.
Also, Old Navy is seducing me with all the cute, cheap shorts they are selling. Must. Be. Strong. I hardly ever shop there because their random sizing either fills me with excitable hope or utter dispair. A litttle consistency please!!! *ahem*
Okay, took a nap this afternoon and had a loooong, meandering dream about Blake (WHO STILL DIDN'T LIKE ME, THAT SHIT). A bunch of us (JP, Blake, and several of my co-workers) lived in a large house together. Blake and I struck up an immediate friendship and while I was all *secret crush* there was never anything more than a lot of kidding around and laughter and teasing on both sides. The dream ended when I returned home to see him and a friend showing two cute hoochies into the house. I stood outside, momentarily forgetting to put the trash cans at the side of the house, telling myself in the sternest voice possible, 'You knew how it was and it's silly to be hurt and if you cry right now, I will never forgive you.'
I personally think it sucks that my dreams can't give me a break already. Also, sorry honey. But, actually, you were a real jerk in the dream. : P
I personally think it sucks that my dreams can't give me a break already. Also, sorry honey. But, actually, you were a real jerk in the dream. : P
Well, I have some more FMP:TSR and Hana Yori Dango DVDs, so I'm off. Saturday night, oh Saturday night...
