hell0darling
I always hate the way I look when the room is lit by fluorescent lighting. It hurts my eyes and it makes my skin look translucent. Like my face is full of veins, which it is, but I don't want to remind everybody around me that we all have veins in our face. How morbid is that? The person who invented fluorescent lighting must be a really morbid person.
I remember the music washing over me like a warm sweater as the choir swelled and the harmonies twisted around each other and moved in their sound. It was beautiful and the memory of that feeling will never leave me.
Why aren't I watching this movie? This trailer is way better. Oh my gosh this trailer was better than the movie itself. I hope they pay those trailer producers more money than the movie producers because they did a fabulous job of summing up all the important/good parts into two minutes or thirty seconds or whatever. Much better than the two hour version.
Styrofoam covers everything: our beaches, our garbage bins, our stomachs. It's a disgusting material that makes me think of waste and cheapness and capitalism and American economy and how careless most people are with our products. I used to chew styrofoam cups up into tiny bits just to see the pieces stick together. How fucking mindless.
You know what's foreign? Riding a bike in the fucking city. I fucking love this city, and I love their sporadic bike lines, but goddamn. You'd think people would watch out for things before they open their car doors, but no. I almost run straight into a car door TWICE in one day because people are too stupid to watch the fuck what they're doing.
So one day Chris was trying to create this little flipnote of a robot creeping up on a girl and every time he re-drew the robot he would erase it and say "that's not right." It never looked right, or wrong...maybe I'm a bad girlfriend.