I was walking through the park on my way home and I saw two guys. One of them looked okay and the other looked sketchy.
The okay guy said hi and I said hi back. I felt like maybe if the sketchy guy tried to touch me and I screamed, the okay guy would remember my sweet smile and come to my rescue.
After all, I was all poweful tonight.
I saw some girls at the anime convention yesterday, in skirts and boots. High heeled boots. I remembered how hot that is and so that's what I did tonight. The world affirmed my choice on the way to my first bar, as a car at a stoplight yelled "you know how to walk in them heels! work it girl!," and I smiled. I take those compliments. I'm not the kind of girl to cry about that kind of attention... maybe that's sad. I don't care if that is sad because I am not sad and that's what matters.

The park...

So the sketchy guy asks me, "can I ask you a question?" I should keep walking. But I stop. I know he's not going to hurt me. "Yeah man, what's up?" I say.
"Do you party?"
I wonder what he has. You never know...
"Uh.."
"Are you a cop?"
I laugh.
"No I'm not a cop, what have you got man? I'm on my way home."
"Want some Ready?"
I laughed. "Dude," I said, ".. I'm going home and going to bed. Thanks though."
He bfiefly tried to convince me. I shot down his hope, and finally he asked "you got a cigarette?"
I did. I don't smoke, but I did have some cigarettes. Just why is irrelevant. I flipped open the top to a pack and my attention was drawn to that tobacco-side up cancer-stick. "Here man," I said, handing it to him, "you can have the lucky."
"I need all the luck I can get, man..."
He had his own light.
He tried to offer me the drugs once more but I was on my way.
Little did he know I don't need to do crack right now because I am drunk and I am high on the feeling of... life.
Earlier, I fucking walked into a bar looking hot as shit and feeling like a million bucks and I sat next to some douchebag who's totally hot but also drunk and also stupid even beneath the alcohol.
I tried to flirt with him but he made me feel dumb and so I turned away. I got angry and I made a jape at him after drinking some more.
This loser was into politics. Like... communism and stuff. I left to get myself and my friend slices of pizza, I returned and I handed her hers loudly declaring, "I hope this pizza doesn't oppress you!", and he gave me a dirty look.
Several short diologues ensued, but the night ended with me ranting something like:
You know, I'd say it was nice to meet you but it really wasn't. you're kind of a condescending jerk. (word in edgewise) I mean seriously though, okay... labor unions. so I worked for one that makes me a dumb person to discuss them with [his words]? Well I don't want to discuss labor unions! Guess what, my dad is the comptroller for a fucking union and yeah I know that shit is corrupt and sure some sketchy corporate shit goes down but you know what, is it my dad's fucking job to 'stand up for what's right' when he's trying to support two kids and his wife? You know, most people don't care about your causes. But I'm pretty stupid. (word in edgewise) You're right.. I'm NOT stupid. I'm smart enough to know that yeah whatever your political belief probably has some merit but I am not having kids and I don't care about tomorrow and it is not my job or my responsibility to care about your stupid world of tomorrow, especially when nobody has even presented a good idea of what that should even be, and of course I'M not smart enough to figure that out on my own! (word in edgewise) You know what? I don't know. I don't care. I just tried to say something friendly. I came out to a bar because it's saturday and I drink and that's what people do, and I don't care about your stupid politics or ideas, I came here to stop having ideas. I bet I'm smarter than you'll ever know, but I don't even want you to know if I even am smart because I don't want you to talk to me about this stupid shit I don't care about. (word in edgewise) Well that's cool.. whatever, maybe I'll meet you next time and you'll be cool... but if you;re not, I'm even more likely to remember you, and not listen to the pompous shit you say... so just try to turn less lame between now and then.

I'm sure I wont remember him. Glad I didn't buy the Ready, because I am ready to go to bed.

Yesterday, Abby and I went and saw Lady In The Water, the new M Night movie... She really wanted to see it. I was hesitant just because his last two movies were so-so and the reviews were pretty bad (though he was interviewed on Stern and made it sounds good)... All in all, it was better than I expected but nowhere near as good as it could have or should have been.

I liked the concept of taking these fantastical elements and plopping them down in our modern world... and of ordinary things (like crossword puzzles) taking on magical properties... but the movie just wasn't well-written. It included really dumb and onvious jibes at critics, a lot of pointless comic relief... and a lot of unneeded exposition. It also starts with a cheesy animated sequence explaining to the Lady In The Water's back story... since this is explained in the movie, that was not needed. Let us wonder who she is, and why she is here.

The good things about the movie - mostly good acting, Paul Giamatti is always good, Jeffrey Wright is also great (in a small role). The camera angles and framing in Night's movies are generally really interesting and this one is no exception. The various creatures of "the blue world" also look really good... light years beyond the alien at the end of Signs. Again, I like the general concept - it reminded me of Matt Wagner's Mage in some ways. I always thought that would be a good movie.

All in all, this movie was disappointing because it consistantly felt like it should have been a GREAT movie, but just failed... M Night needs an editor, almost everything that was bad about this movie was in the script. Maybe the failure (financial) of this will make his next one a bit better.

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