I watched Vertigo last night. Now, it's not like I'm very soon going to be at a point where there will be someone really fucking cool to watch movies with (someone who doesn't talk through them, sleep through them, or only want to watch bullshit and make me feel like hell for wanting to watch a serious flick now and again), but I still should have waited I think.
Maybe. I dunno.
I just felt devastated at the end of this movie. I didn't cry at all throughout. But when it was over and it faded to the credits... I ... I can't describe it. Heh.
This one just killed me. ::nods::
I think I killed my cd clock thingy this morning. I woke up and it wasn't there. I'd knocked it off the back apparently. So I fished it out, put it up and it was just spinning the cd. Not playing it, just spinning. And I couldn't get it to stop until I turned it off.
Then when I turned it back on, it started with the cd again.
Soooo I just turned it off.
I have to fix it tonight probably. I kind of *need* an alarm clock.
Right at the moment... I'm feeling a spreading crankiness. The shit on tv is annoying. My mother randomly reading things to me from the paper or talking to me ABOUT the annoying shit on tv... there's too much noise, basically. I really wish it were quiet in here.
I'm feeling a little... Rupert Usher today.
I don't want to go to work. I want a couple days off and a car and a place to drive to.
That won't be happening.
I got 4 movies last week... 2 serious, 2 lighter. I screwed up and watched the two light ones together. Last night I watched Vertigo and now I'm left with Das Boot.
I honestly dunno if I'll be able to watch it.
I think it's cool that Rhiannon feels really comfortable talking to me (she actually did the "I barely know you... I dunno why I'm telling you this" thing. Which actually *detracts* veracity, but I've heard it plenty of times) but I don't need to hear ANYTHING about her boyfriend's fetishes or how many times he bit her.
REALLY don't need to hear it.
and other stuff.