I’m not sick but I’m not well.
Saw Constantine with some other people last night. I’m not sure how I feel about it.
I need to write about Fear, and how I’ve been avoiding it all my life.
I think the sensation I am feeling right now is called “sinus pressure”. I never really realized that’s what it was called until recently, although I’m sure I’ve felt it plenty of times.
It may or may not be related, but I also feel like someone’s sitting on my brain.
In a little while we’re heading down to MD to hang out with my mom. It was her birthday this past week. Leave your birthday wishes here and I’ll be sure to pass them along.
I’ll be going to Elektroschock tonight unless I feel substantially worse. It’s looking like
Man and His Symbols is getting interesting. I think I’m going to have to try something I’ve been avoiding for a long time: logging my dreams. Which means putting aside my contempt for them.
*insert clever sign-off line here*
I feel the same, physically and about the movie.
I think i just never really felt compelled to *care* about any of the characters, or what happened to them.
The depictions of hell were interesting, and I’m sure this will become the next great evangelical tool to save people’s souls…
in the same sense that the excorcist was….
Exactly… the character sympathy just wasn’t there.
check out this depiction of the movie: *grin*
damn guess that means you dont wanna go see it today. see you at elektroshock though!
Sorry… this invite reached me before yours did.
Missed you at E… did you leave early?
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