Title of the Piece: Movies!

Painted at 1:33 p.m. on 2007-08-20

Squid ink pasta is good-- and it's actually cuttlefish ink, I found out. It doesn't really have much more flavor than regular pasta, but it looks cool. Boyfriend made that and mussels, and we bought a bottle of white wine and watched "Grizzly Man".

Grizzly Man was quite interesting. I have mixed feelings about the guy. On one hand, I feel bad for him because he's like a little puppy almost. He just wants someone to love him and someone to love. On the other hand, he's so far out of touch with reality. He thinks he's the only one doing anything good for the bears, when all he's doing is trying to be friends with them. I know he thought the world was against him, or at least the park service was, but if he really cared for the bears he would've sat down with the service and told them what they need to do to help them. He also got really annoying about the first 5 minutes of the film. His voice drove me nuts and how he'd repeat everything 2-3 times... "this here is Big Bear. Big Bear I love you. I loooove you. I love you. Big Bear, I love you!!!" I mean, I admire what he was doing/wanted to do, but I'm not so sure he had quite the right approach. Boyfriend and I were talking later and I wondered why the guy didn't have a gun to at least scare a bear if it tried to attack- shooting it in the air would've probably gotten him to run away. Anyway, as I was talking, I decided that he probably didn't bring a gun b/c he might've used it on himself; I do think he was that messed up. If you haven't seen it, see it. It will definitely give you something to talk about.

After the movie we went to our favorite bar where I only drank sprite. I threw up pretty hard on Friday and I still can't figure out why. The main suspect is the glass of wine I had before I went out. We'd opened the bottle earlier in the week and maybe it spoiled? I was at Rainbo for about an hour, had 2.5 drinks and needed to go. I made a little nest on my bedroom floor, but had to dash to the bathroom immediately, which is where Boyfriend found me. He got me back to the nest and I immediately dashed back to the bathroom. I hate puking in front of people... I also hate that he found me on the floor, again. We're both baffled though about why I got so sick. 2 1/2 drinks shouldn't do it.

And finally! We saw "Superbad" yesterday. I laughed out loud so many times. There's so much that's so wrong, yet so funny about it.

Starts with a Brush then comes a stroke.

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