oh man, those five movies you recently watched are some of my favorites! the very last scene in "no country for old men" with tommy lee jones talking about his two dreams is my absolute favorite ending scene to a film. & your pup is adorable!
IT WAS SUCH A GOOD ENDING! so good I am going to post it now. Certain friends of mine make fun of me for being so behind on movies. Luckily all of them have super good taste in films and are slowly catching me up on all that I have missed while living in an entertainment black hole for 24 years.
Rufus agrees with you about being adorable. Especially in his green sweater when he’s just woken up. ( and also thanks :) yours is pretty cute too. )
this week. I think the last blog I kept up for this long was on Xanga in high school. Xanga! oh man. I called my tumblr Mustard Seed Trees way-back-when because it is my favorite parable from the Bible, and I was really into that sort of thing then. I still like parables. I also still like the idea that small things turn into big things the way seeds turn into trees with birds’ nests tucked into them. It’s a really poetic image, I think. This was supposed to be a place where small things could be collected an turned into big things. Mostly, I wanted to try to write short flash pieces I could work into longer pieces. It hasn’t really worked that way most of the time, but that’s ok. Anyway, I gave my blog a little face lift today in commemoration (and instead of homeworks).
Here are five good things I thought about this week, which truthfully was pretty bad:
Just being enrolled in my publishing class means I get to be on staff at UTC’s literary mag The Sequoya Review. I had no idea when I registered for it, and I think this is going to be super fun. I walked into class Thursday and immediately felt so old and frumpy. But that’s ok. SO, so? I’m 24 and still working on my undergrad. SO? I work full time at a boring office job and it’s going to be tax season and I’m not going to have time to keep up with all of this fun stuff. SO?! For now I am excited. I submitted two photographs because I am not a photographer and it will hurt my feelings less if the art staff rejects my crappy b&w pictures than say, if they rejected my writing.
I love and have at least heard of most of the poets we are reading in my Creative Writing class. I am SO glad to be reading things in an English class instead of on my own. I have missed real English classes. I am way excited that Kay Ryan is on our syllabus! and Denise Levertov! I’m totally nerding out here.
I ordered Over the Rhine’s new album on vinyl. I think its pretty good. I love them. I have loved them since Rachelle gave me burned copies of their cds in our little dorm room freshman year. I listened to their cover of “Love Hurts” on repeat for at least a month last fall, just aimlessly driving around after work. Good Dog Bad Dog is one of my default sad albums, and their Christmas albums are my absolute favorite for quiet December nights. I don’t care if it’s the cool thing to do, I like them.
I hung more twinkle lights in my apartment Thursday night. Twinkle lights make everything feel cozy and magic. I can do ridiculous things like this, because I live alone and it’s my apartment and I do what I want.
I am growing attached to this winter. I don’t think I want any more snow; I’ve got things to do and I’m a bad driver. But I’m ok with it staying cold enough for boots and scarves and hats for a little while longer. Last year I think I had already quit winter by this time.
I will gladly trade you my driver’s license and the debit card that fell out of my purse that you stole, in exchange for these things that did not manage to escape my purse/your thievery:
For the Time Being by Annie Dillard. I was more than halfway through. It was Finish Books You Started Last Year January. Now I’ll never finish.
All of my school books for my Creative Writing class. I gots homeworks to do! geez.
My one-a-day women’s vitamins. I understand taking the prescription antibiotics I had in my car left over from bronchitis. kind of? But you could have left me my vitamins. If I get sick due to being tax seasoned/spring semester of hell-ed, it’s on you, car thief.
My McAlister’s punch card. I hope you feel guilty drinking my free sweet tea, car thief.
The only vegan baking cook book I own. You’re not a vegan, car thief. You don’t bake. Admit it.
My broken owl necklace. I was going to fix that…soon…really.
my purse deodorant. I have to buy new purse deodorant. yesterday before class I was like, well, I should reapply. BUT WAIT, I can’t because I have no purse deodorant.
Life is too busy for anything but bullet points, and it’s only January and school hasn’t even started yet.
No Country for Old Men (oh god. Cormac Mcarthy, oh god)
Charade (over Christmas one super classy friend with good taste (Rachael Dooley!) loaned me all her Audrey Hepburn movies. This was the last one I hadn’t watched yet. I am sad I have to give them back now.)