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[cleolinda]

Just checking in. Still working on paper for school and copyediting for book. Did manage to go out last night and see Star Wars--The Lovely Emily has permanently moved back to the Ham (yay!) and Brett the Vet is in town for a few days, so we went to Salvatore's and got pizza. Sad to say, I think this is the first time I've actually been out to do anything fun since... the last time Em was back in town. And I'm not even sure when that was. I haven't been reading my friends list at all for about six weeks now (due to the crush of trying to finish the book), so I was completely unaware that Em got a job at Cooking Light and the Vet is moving to North Carolina after having now spent like three weeks in EUROPE (ACK JEALOUSY HATE). Brought back some gorgeous pictures, though. I fell in love with travel, or what little I had experienced of it, after I spent a week in Havana for my senior interim in undergrad. And since then I have gone... nowhere. Well, Dauphin Island shortly after that, but that was just an awesome hanging-out-at-the-beach thing, and then that weekend in New Orleans y'all may remember from late last summer. And now I'm over here in the present day being like, "Please let me go to the grocery store with you. I MUST SEE THE FACES OF OTHER PEOPLE." Yeah. Class has been over for a few weeks now, and... I'm in more social withdrawal than I expected. Really, I know I was always sort of 1) shy and 2) a homebody, but I did actually used to have friends in town. Since they all moved away for grad school, though, it's been easy for me to make tons of new acquaintance-friends... just really hard to turn them into going-out-friends. And thus, I molder away in the house. Well, fortunately Em's back home, so maybe that'll get a little better.

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[vladimirsever.livejournal.com]

Are the bestest kitty ever, and you know it, but I'm sayin it anyway.

Also, I have exactly the same problems with making really worthwhile friendships in real life. Although sometimes, like tonight, I meet people I used to be really friendly with, and we go out, and have a grand time, and reminisce about meeting Robert DeNiro while running into the Prime Minister and the entire political elite of the country (but that's a whole another post).

So sometimes it works out great. And you have the Lovely Emily around anymore! You can fight crime so much better than Sister Girl and Sluttany Friend of Sister Girl can! And it will be all right! And you'll be able to go to the movies and not perceive them as random plays of light and shadow on a huge white screen, unlike this time.

*hug*

P. S. This *was* your first time at the movies this year, right?

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

Wasnae, and you know it!

[vladimirsever.livejournal.com]

You've seen something since POTO? Cannae rimemba!

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

POTO was this year! And I saw Sin City, which YOU haven't even seen, and I saw Snicket twice!

[vladimirsever.livejournal.com]

Honey? POTO was last year, and so was Snicket. They wouldn't have been nominated for Oscars otherwise. But yeah... you probably did manage to catch them sometime in January.

And yes! Sin City! Which played for a few days as a preview at a cinema here, and by the time I got there to check it out, not only was the movie not playing anymore, THE WHOLE CINEMA WAS DISMANTLED.

Talk about bad luck.

[adoresixtyfour.livejournal.com]

POTO came out at Christmas 2004, but I didn't see it till after New Year's, so it'll always be a 2005 movie in my head.

"Dismantled"? You mean, like, closed? Torn down? Scowered from the face of the earth?

[skyblade.livejournal.com]

Wasn't The Jacket a 2005 release?

[cleolinda.livejournal.com]

I KNEW I SAW SOMETHING ELSE!

[particle-person.livejournal.com]

eminisce about meeting Robert DeNiro while running into the Prime Minister and the entire political elite of the country (but that's a whole another post).

Once, my mother was in an elevator when a whole crowd of MIB/Agent Smith-types forced ("asked") her to get out. They allowed her to shake hands with president Reagan first, though.

[vladimirsever.livejournal.com]

Brilliant! And they didn't flash-erase her memory!

I always keep running into presidents and prime ministers here, as the secret service guys obviously consider me non-threatening and yet responsible-looking. But I never get the urge to shake their hands.