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Semi-Stream, Semi-Conscious [Oct. 22nd, 2003|04:17 pm]
Young Geoffrey
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[music |Some really cute-sounding little kids on CBC Radio 1]

It may be Young Geoffrey is not quite so young as once he was; he is typing this with his "View" settings on 120% and liking it.

It's felt like a busy few days since last I posted, though my accomplishments ... well, I don't really have any, come to think of it.

Friday found me very tired by the time touch_my_skin graced my apartment for the first time. As I expected, we had a very good time. I disappointed her by not owning a DVD player, but I made up for that techno-inadequacy by having a copy of Fight Club lying around, which I had happened to pick up ($6.99!) a couple of days before.

I've been meaning to see that movie for literally years but had avoided it until now. I am still digesting it and will likely post a thought or two about it later.

Following touch_my_skin's departure - which I would have liked very much to prolong; why does she have to live so far away and have such a busy life? - I got a phone-call from Kris, a woman I have yet to meet - and who I now doubt that I will. It was one of those calls that trailed off into nothing - you know something's wrong when the person on the other end of the line starts singing coffee commercials. That left me irritated and car-cursing as I cycled to work.

By the time I left the office Saturday morning, I'd been awake for 38 hours or so. Managed 10 hours of sleep when I got home, praise the lord.

Sunday saw me sleeping a good deal again. I had hoped to head out to Canzine so I could pick up a copy of sabotabby's zine, but rising from my bed two hours after the event closed nullified that possibility.

Monday morning found me well-rested for hockey - a fast-paced game with two subs per team! Yay to being able to catch your breath! For once I didn't go out for a beer afterwards.

Tuesday night found me quaffing several Grolsch with a friend and his girlfriend. He didn't like my latest story, but she did - said she's intended to mark it up with comments and criticisms but instead found herself reading it to find out what happened next. Fuck Vern, yay Helen!

And tonight I am going to dress all fancy as I'm going out to Squireley's to share a meal and a beer with ... Heath. But there'll be women there as well, and maybe I'll find the wherewithal to say howdy-doo to someone. It'll be my first time out in public wearing my dog-collar, which embarrasses me and pleases me at one and the same time.

My lord. This entry is about as insightful as Stockwell Day's understanding of natural history. I think I'll just shut up for now.

But keep checking in, kids!

From: riotxsta
2003-10-22 05:38 pm (UTC)
fight club = best thing ever
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2003-10-22 11:43 pm (UTC)
I know this is an unfair question, since I have yet to articulate my reservations - but why is it the "best thing ever"? Leaving aside Brad Pitt's magnificent abs, what is it about this film that so many people (and you, riotxta, in particular) think is so brilliant about it?

I'm drunk, so don't quote me, and I have yet to see it a second time, but on first-vieweing, I'm seeing a film that uses brutality as a metaphor for male self-esteem (or lack thereof) in the very late 20th century). Possibly it's satirical, but if so, the joke is either obvious or I'm not getting it.

Show me the light?
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From: riotxsta
2003-10-23 06:30 am (UTC)
LOL!!!! In ways you have a point Mr.drunk man
It's just such a clever movie, the first time I saw it I wouldn't have thought that Ty(was it?) was his alter ego, its just very twisted in a cool way
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[User Picture]From: ed_rex
2003-10-24 03:39 am (UTC)
I'm terrible with names - I'll call him "Ty" if you will.

I started suspecting the twist maybe a few minutes before it was revealed. My problem with it, the more I think about it, is that I can't suspend my disbelief - how could Ty have organized the army he did when his troops could so often see him, well, talking to himself?

Still, I think I need to see it again, before I declare myself one way or the other.
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