The Importance of Being Idle

This Is An Adventure

I don't know what to write here today. I kinda had some thoughts about stuff, I was gonna talk about the deep impact probe and the appalling quality of science journalism in the media, but its just another of my typical rants about why everybody sucks, so I'll probably leave it.
My Wes Anderson mini-festival continued well yesterday with Bottle Rocket, Andersons first film. Visually its actually pretty mainstream, in fact it's very mainstream, you don't see a great deal of the oddness and self-created worlds that define his later work, but the characters themselves and the story, they're very obviously him (and Owen, obviously), a group of outsiders who live in their own little world... Its funny, charming, and uplifting, so it's pretty much like all his other movies in that respect. Then I watched The Life Aquatic... again, which is just amazing in every detail. So that made me happy.
This morning I was having another weird dream, but I don't really remember what it was anymore, although I know it was interesting enough that I tried to go back to sleep again to find out how it ended... but that never works.
It's just barely the afternoon, and I'm bored, already having done most of the things I need to do today, and unable to quite summon the energy to commit to the things I should be doing. I hate this whole lacklustre lost thing thats going on, I wish I could find the energy and enthusiasm for things I had earlier in the summer. It probably didn't seem like it from where you're sitting, and given what you're hearing, but I was doing pretty well. Now things just suck.
I want to go to the movies this afternoon and see War of the Worlds, but I can't find anybody who wants to go with me, so I'll probably just sit here and wallow in misery. 'Cos that's always productive...
This is an adventure? Pft

posted by BadMonkey @ 12:05 PM