Sunday, June 24, 2007
It's sunday and i am feeling slow and bored. I have always espoused the concept of not working on Sundays, of going to the fresh food market to pick up ingredients for a nice supper, and the substitution of any sort of reading (done in the accompaniment of a high-lighter pen) with a good movie. But that was during college time, when the sight of all the students working diligently (hyper-diligently) on a sunny Sunday afternoon appeared hugely repulsive and anti-life. I have tried to not do much on the weekends ever since, but now the problem is that i don't do much every day of the week. i have exhausted my options for the day, and it's only around 9 pm. no friends, no romance whatsoever.
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now that is a'feeling sunday. Just like you described my mood despite slight differences in the setting. I have to respond to your enourmous first-strike of your restoration of hedonism but first of all
I am sorry but your thoughts are so inspiring to me, I can't help starting to write myself. When I went to see this Movie "Eros" which is in fact three different works of Michelangelo Antonioni, Steven Soderbergh and Wong Kar-Wai I thought I'd be watching my first movie of the master, so I was irritated by Antonionis soft-porn and soderberghs sketch. And from the first drops of rain sitting outside the theatre till the beautiful interlude after soderbergh let paperplanes talk about getting together or the wonderful failures of repeated trials of love say failing instead of falling in love... in other words I had a clear excitement to watch and to write and it was natural.
Thank you
it's you, the hat. where is your profile? why keep me a stranger?
what you said about Eros, uh-ha, shows me that you were at least a little touched, somewhat, by the semi-inspiring sketches.
what was "natural"? i have still yet to grasp the relationship between "paperplanes", "failing in love", and your excitement. =) please indulge me in telling me the obvious
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