You can make him like you.

So this weekend was all about film. Thursday night, after I saw Derik Nelson from my Music Industry class play at Ground Zero (he's amazing, check him out: http://www.myspace.com/deriknelson), I ran into my super-cool director from last semester. We chatted for a minute, but he was freezing and it was starting to rain, so we fled.
Friday, I saw a really amazing film- Chicago 10. It's an art documentary about the 1968 riot at the Democratic National Convention and the arrest and trial of the Chicago 7. It's really cool, using all real footage and a lot of motion-acted animation. I would really recommend seeing it when it comes out (February 29th) because the better it does in its first week, the more likely it is that they can get wider distribution. Everyone should see this film.
Saturday morning, I was in Genevieve Farrell's 290, which was fun. It was really cold out, but I think the film should turn out nicely. We came back on Sunday to get a few more shots, and I met a really cool guy named Rolf who was playing one of the other characters. I think he's also in my 130 class, but there's a billion people in that class so I could be wrong.
Sunday night, in lieu of doing most of my homework, I watched Southland Tales which reminded me a lot of Sin City meets Pulp Fiction meets some scifi film that I can't think of at the moment. Really excellent film. I enjoyed it a lot.
So, that's how my weekend was all about film. I did miss out on the 30th street riot, but I'm kind of okay with that. It's hit or miss with me and police officers. Sometimes they're really nice to me, and sometimes we don't get along. You never know. I don't judge.
I've been thinking a lot lately about things in the past. It's going to be Spring soon, and I do that a lot in Spring.
That's probably why I don't like it very much.

we all get it in the end.

So, this I wrote a while ago (actually, on another blog), just musing after I saw a film. But, since I haven't updated this one in a while, and I don't have the time/energy to catalogue anything worth being interested in, I'll repost it and just let you read it. Worthwhile thoughts, I think. Definitely better than some bullshit description of my day.

Remember when love was beautiful?
Remember when kissing someone felt good?
Remember when sex was more than just something to fill the time?
Remember when we all meant something? Remember when we knew?
Remember when we were sure?
And bright? and wonderful?
Remember when we had reasons to smile, and laugh, and dance?
Remember when we were unafraid to be naked, open, exquisite?
And we used art and not wine to kill the pain?
When our bodies were more poetry than vehicles?
And we were more than enough for ourselves?
We are still beautiful.
We're still young. We're still alive.
We all just need to be touched.

raise a glass and tell some lies

So, I didn't write about New Years. I didn't write about much of anything. That makes for a boring blog. My bad.

Just an observation, the view from my dentist office is like something out of a movie. It's on the fourth floor of a building in Beverly Hills, and it was so beautiful that I didn't even mind being in the damn chair. I have never felt so lucky to be in Los Angeles.
It was good being in Nashville for a little while though, because I got to see some of my really good friends and catching up with them was good. In particular, I got to see a girl named Breanna who is one of the most insightful, sweet, funny people I know. She and I sat in a coffee shop just talking for around four hours straight. It was a really lovely night and I want the best for her, forever. I don't have too many people that I can honestly say I couldn't do without, but I feel so lucky to know her.
Other than her, I also saw a few other people whom I was really glad to see. Interesting relationship dynamics, fun times, rock shows, America's Next top Model, vegan salads, knives and six shots of expresso. It was a relaxing break, but I'm so glad to be home. I can't wait to be busy again. That's how I'll know if I've finally managed to conquer my tendency to stress. God I hope so. It's not healthy.
I want to see my LA friends again soon. I'm going to miss not having class with most of them. Boo. :(
Also, I want to see Eric Nieters. What the fuck, Eric, we're in the same city as each other almost 24/7 and I never see you?
Tiffany is supposed to be coming out here sometime soon. It'll be really good to see her and I think she could use a heavy dose of California. Kate might be transferring here, and I think California could use a good dose of her.
I didn't get to see Mackie over break. I know she's doing okay, but it tears me up a little bit, because I haven't been there to make sure that she's doing okay and she's like my sister. She's a big girl though. She can take care of herself. I wish her and Chaz the best of everything.
Lauren just asked when she can come visit. She can come any time and I really hope she does. Lauren's an awesome girl, and I think the atmosphere here would go a long way toward alleviating her stress. She's worse than me, and so hard on herself. it makes me sad, because she's all the way across the country at Boston College and I don't trust those Jesuits to take good care of her. Catholic guilt is something with which I'm more than familiar.

So, yeah. Those are people from back home. Except, Nashville isn't really home. Never really was. People are home, really. I have a city now to call home, but I don't quite have people in it to call home yet, That'll come, in time I suppose. It already is.
My other home though, it's people, and I'm only just realizing how lucky I am that I have something to miss.

Enough naval-gazing. I have three and a half years left to do that. (Think I'll be doing part of it in South Africa. Thoughts?)
This whole post has been about how lucky I am. I want to remember that. We're all lucky in a way I guess but sometimes it's really hard to see.