|"Whatchu talkin' bout Michael?!"
||[Jan. 22nd, 2003|12:00 am]
~* Dan *~
|||||Come Away With Me - Nora Jones||]|
When I was leaving work yesterday scottiboi called me and we made semi-plans for the evening. I got home, showered, and then we decided to meet up at Lennox at 6:30. Of course I arrived before Scott, seeing as I arrive before anyone that I go anywhere with. He finally got there, and we decided on the 10:25 showing of "The Hours." That gave us plenty of time to do the running around town we needed to do. Our first stop was Urban Outfitters. We both contemplated getting this really cool book about occupations for grown people. It's kind of hard to describe, but it was definitely humorous. Upstairs they had some scarves and gloves and stuff on sale. I got a pair of glittens (gloves that have a little fold-over flap that magically makes them mittens) and a scarf. Both of which match my jacket rather well. I'll be all bundled up on campus now! No need to worry about freezing to death walking to class! Hurrah! I got two really cool necklaces, too. One is super heavy cuz it has a hugh silver medallion looking thing on it. Ehh.. sacrifices will have to be made in the name of fashion. After Urban we headed to Rag-O-Rama, where I haven't been in quite some time. Once there, I was stared down by a rather frightening man in army-looking cargo pants and bombarded by the cluster of black ladies that were rushing around the sale racks. I ended up with a Buffalo Bar t-shirt, and Scott got a pair of jeans and some shirts. We headed to Target, where I got Tracy Chapman's first CD for $10.. and The Donnas "Spend The Night." I love them both. I'm so not on The Donnas bandwagon, either. I remember listening to them long before they hit the TRL/MTV airwaves.. back when The Donnas "Turn 21" came out and such. Ehh.. I sound like a poser either way. So I'm just not going to speak on the matter anymore. We went into Old Navy and walked right back out. Their clothing makes me want to puke. Barnes and Noble came next. We had quite a lot of time to kill, so Scott loaded up on magazines and I found a version of "The Hobbit" that I could continue reading. In the cafe, we got our Carmel Frappucinos and grabbed a table. The people that worked in the Cafe were talking non-stop to some homeless man about movies that were currently out. They wouldn't shut up and they had no idea what they were talking about. I wanted to throw the knife I was spreading my cream cheese with at all three of them. But I just continued spreading. These cheezy trend kids came in and sat down beside us. They were talking about the Golden Globes and I could have killed them, too. They were getting all of the awards wrong. I wanted to scream all the proper awards at them. But once again, I remained calm.
The time for the movie finally arrived. Or it was at least close enough to go to the theater and play games like twelve-year-olds. At least I played games. Scott never plays arcade games when we go to places like that. I don't really know why. Lennox has this really cool shooting game where you move your body the way you want your character in the game to move. My legs hurt from ducking so many bullets when I was finished. Our girl Michelle hasn't been working for quite some time now. I hope that she's okay. It worries me when I don't catch the glint from her thick, thick glasses while standing in the concession line.
We made our way to the theater, our movie started, and a group of fags behind us talked through the entire first half of the movie. I finally got so sick of it that I went out to the Guest Relations desk and told them that they had to do something about it. One of the guys that worked there sat behind them for the rest of the show. They were quite. I was pissed. But I got over it.
Scott said he liked the movie. I liked it the second time around, even more. I realized that I don't really like Jeff Daniels' performance in the movie. It think he does a lot of over-acting and then under-acting. He never really balances out in the small role that he has.
When I got home from the movie, who should call but Jack. Yes.. that Jack. The number didn't register with my phone, so I didn't answer it. Needless to say, the message he left was not a very nice one. Something along the lines of him never talking to me again, me being a bitchy drama queen, blah, blah, blah. I laughed it off, and saved it so that everyone can listen to it. Hahaha.. it actually makes him sound really bad. But yeah.. I'm over the whole situation. I still don't think I'm over the whole loneliness thing, but I suppose that won't really go away until I get into a better frame of mind.. or something..
After work today I went to Best Buy and got "The Bourne Identity" and "Blue Crush" on DVD and the Nora Jones CD "Come Away With Me." I really like the Nora Jones CD. It's very relaxing.. very pretty. I didn't stay at work to finish out my double because I had so much homework to do. And I came home and fell asleep, so the night was off to a wonderful start. "American Idol" premiered, so I watched that while I studied for my Linguistics quiz that I have tomorrow. "Meet My Folks" and "Real World" were also on. So it was a night of wonderful television. And hardly any reading.
School starts again tomorrow. If I didn't get to show off my new scarf/glitten set, I wouldn't be excited about going. Wait. I'm not excited about going. I still have so much homework to do before tomorrow. So I'm off to the land of African-American literature and discovery of the self in Comparative Studies.