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Or rather, entries from the old journal, as it were... - An open letter to the College. (August 27, 2006) - Untitled. (July 16, 2006) - Haunted (Part One) (May 29, 2006) - Are we growing up, or just going down? (May 3, 2006) - I had a dream... (March 19, 2006) - ... (March 14, 2006) - Enjoy it while it lasts. (September 12, 2005) - Scene: 3:27 AM. (September 3, 2005) - Untitled. (July 26, 2005) Psst... if you're looking for the academic writings I used to have here, head to my Reading Room. Rented DVDs - The Rage in Placid Lake (2003) - Son of Rambow (2007) - 大紅燈籠高高掛 / Dà Hóng Dēnglóng Gāogāo Guà [Raise the Red Lantern] (1991) - Au revoir, les enfants (1987) - Chalk (2006) - Le Samouraï (1967) - Empire Records (1995) - The Bank Job (2008) - Le Quatre cents coups [The 400 Blows] (1959) - Love and Other Disasters (2006) - Friends and Family (2001) - Sugar [unrated] (2004) - The Curiosity of Chance (2006) - Blade Runner: The Final Cut (1982) - Wristcutters: A Love Story (2006) - Death Note [anime] (2006) - Battle Royale (2000) - Le scaphandre et le papillon [The Diving Bell and the Butterfly] (2007) - Extras, Series 2 (2005) - Extras, Series 1 (2005) - Shelter (2007) - Metropolis (1927) - Cashback (2006) - Harold and Kumar Escape from Guantanamo Bay [Unrated] (2008) - The Catherine Tate Show, Series 2 (2005) - The Catherine Tate Show, Series 1 (2004) - Tokyo monogatari [Tokyo Story] (1953) - Akira (1988) - Habuah [The Bubble] (2006) - Prime Suspect 4, including: - The Lost Child (1995) - Inner Circles (1995) - Scent of Darkness (1995) - Like Minds [USA: Murderous Intent] (2006) - La Strada (1954) - Black Orpheus (1959) - Le Notti di Cabiria [Nights of Cabiria] (1957) - Cleo de cinq a sept [Cleo from 5 to 7] (1962) - Det Sjunde Inseglet [The Seventh Seal] (1957) - Prime Suspect 3 (1994) - Funny Face (1957) - Lalechet Al Ha'mayim [Walk on Water] (2004) - Charade (1963) - Yossi & Jagger (2002) - Mists of Avalon (2001) - Blow Up (1966) The *New* Reading List
Since June 2006... - - - - - - - - - - - - - The Dead Emcee Scrolls by Saul Williams [61.3%] - - Junk Science: An Overdue Indictment of Government, Industry, and Faith Groups that Twist Science for Their Own Gain by Dan Agin, Ph.D. [64.4%] - - - - - - - - 1984 by George Orwell [18.8%] - - - ClustrMap
So THAT'S where all the people reading this come from... | The DreamBlog: Entry 1 Monday, February 11, 2008 @ 7:39 pm Andrew laughed at me as I fumbled through the song he had written on the piano. "Try to keep an even pace." Distracted by his voice, my right index finger slipped one whole step lower. "I'm trying, but you keep talking." "Sorry, sorry... I'll be quiet now." He managed to remain silent for about 30 seconds before correcting me. Again. "The second time around, end that sequence on a B-flat, not on A." I stopped playing. "You know, I've only been playing this thing for a few months. Go easy on me." "And you're doing very well, just..." "...not?" He smiled. I sighed. "Just keep working on it. I was there once." "Was this before or after you turned five?" "After." He paused to rewind the videotape of memories in his head. "Closer to seven, really." "NOT HELPING." I decided to give my fingers a rest. Andrew propped himself against the wall, taking a sip from the bottle of Vitamin Water he clutched in his left hand. A little dribbled onto his light yellow shirt. "Fuck." "You know," I said nonchalantly, "you're the reason I started playing the piano." He was still fiddling with the wet spot on his shirt. "Really?" "Yeah." Silence. I spoke first. "I feel so dumb for having actually said that." He looked me straight in the eye. "Why? We all do things because of other people. I mean, think about the song you're trying to play." "You wrote it for her. Because of her." He paused for a second to think. "There's a subtle distinction between the two that I'm sure I'm missing." "I tend to miss that distinction, too." Andrew sat at the piano, expertly fingering all the right keys at all the right times. He stopped in the middle of one of his sixteenth-note arpeggios. "Do you have a Konstantine?" I looked at him, and immediately he got the wrong idea: "Me?" I cocked one of my eyebrows, which caused him to quickly add: "I'm flattered but you do know that I... don't swing that way." I liked watching him squirm. "Well, maybe not yet..." He continued. "I'm married now, you know..." "Oh, I know. But that never stopped me." I winked at him. He looked uncomfortable, having been placed in this awkward position. I decided to be merciful and let the joke go. "I'm just kidding. I mean, you are probably one of my favorite people to look at--" "Well," he said smugly, with an undertone of relief, "I will not argue with you there." "--but seriously?" "Seriously." "Yeah. I guess I do have a Konstantine." "I bet everybody does." Andrew sat next to me at the piano and sang along with my admittedly labored playing: We played out on this movie screen And I said: Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? Did you know I missed you? I miss you I tripped over the transition. He paused while I tried to get back on track. After stumbling around for a few seconds, I gave up. Frustrated, I slammed my hands down on the piano; over the discordant notes, he patted me on the back to comfort me (in a purely platonic manner) and resumed singing: And we got to sleep, but this time not alone And I know And you'll kiss me in your living room I know I know you miss me in your living room 'Cause these nights I think maybe that I miss you in my living room But we don't have much room I said, does anybody need that room? Because we all need a little more room to live... He stopped singing and looked at me, expecting me to finish the song. And with the final two chords (which he played), I sang: 3 Comments. Your dreams are so.... coherent. Except for the last one. haha. But I bet it would have been if I'd heard the whole thing. » Zanzibar on 2008-02-11 11:04:41 It actually has a storyline and makes some sense. :S My dreams are just a bunch of completely random events that are barely strung together on the premise of being different parts of an adventure... » randomjunk on 2008-02-12 12:27:57 are all of your dreams so ... interesting? I couldn't stop reading lol » LostSoul13 on 2008-02-12 01:29:19
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