Am I blogging...or am I pitching my existence?
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Wednesday, January 21, 2004 The Pitch: It's like Kal Ho Naa Ho meets Miller's Crossing! Greetings from Domesticityville. Things are going, from what I can tell, pretty great. Although I still feel a bit like a feral cat taken in from the wild, antsy and ill-behaved, Edi doesn't seem to mind, or is super-patient. It's been odd because today's been the first day I've been at home and she hasn't--a lot of her projects are taking time to come together, so she's been the one hanging around the house while I've been out working. I remember when we were moving I thought I'd have a lot of time to myself here, and was kind of looking forward to it just because, you know, that was pretty much the default for the last twenty years of my life.Turns out it sucks. Apart from the warm feeling that came from some successful food shopping in the middle of the day, it seems like I did nothing today except nap and play virtual strip poker. And I don't even like virtual strip poker. I'll have another shot at it tomorrow, and hopefully get a bit more done. I have to--there's laundry piling up (mainly mine--turns out I go through clothes and accessories like some sort of hairy, gimpy Barbie doll. Who knew?) and a Fanboy Rampage to write. It would help if the days were longer or brighter. Edi and I went out for a walk on Monday afternoon and it looked like fuckin' pre-dawn out there. It's sacrilegiously self-absorbed to bitch about the cold, dark days when people are freezin' their motherfuckin' asses out in NYC and elsewhere but you know what--I'm really not digging these cold dark days. Actually, I kind of like them when I'm with Edi because then it's kind of romantic, in a morbid "we're the last two people on Earth" kind of way. But when I'm alone in this ultra-drafty apartment, it kind of sucks. Oh, and the title of the entry? The last two good films I saw--maybe when I've got more moxie, I'll talk about them and the kinda lame one (Cold Mountain) and the absolutely soul-killingly lousy one (Line of Control). posted by Jeff Lester | 5:40 PM | |
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