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<-- my life, by webgoddesscathy --> :: Thursday, September 23, 2004 :: When I was a kid, I always thought that it would be really cool to have glasses or braces or a cast. I never had any of those things. But I pretended. Since then, I have experienced braces. They were a big disappointment, let me tell you! Although, I don't regret it a bit. I have beautiful teeth. And I can now tell you that having these two wrist splints on is highly overrated. Nothing is easy with these things. Plus, my wrists ache. ~Pouts~ Stupid wrists. :: Cathy 1:52 PM [+] :: 0 comments :: Tuesday, September 21, 2004 :: Sometimes I really like a good argument. And other times, I just wanna veg out with David Gray and a good book. Like now. :: Cathy 5:55 PM [+] :: 0 comments :: Monday, September 20, 2004 :: How many of Canada's top ten films have you seen? http://www.topten.ca/2003/content/press.html I've only seen: THE SWEET HEREAFTER (1997) Atom Egoyan DEAD RINGERS (1988) David Cronenberg I'm wondering why Cronenberg's eXistenZ isn't on the list. I liked it. I guess most people didn't. And what about Men With Brooms? I didn't see it, but I suppose it's not exactly the artsy film that this list espouses. :: Cathy 5:47 AM [+] :: 0 comments :: Sunday, September 19, 2004 :: Saw the movie Hero last night. Such a beautiful film. Probably a little melodramatic, but I don't think such a film could be made any other way. I don't know what's wrong with me these days, but I've been an emotional mess. Crying (or wanting to) at the drop of a hat. My hormones have gone crazy. I was watching a comedy show at Alex's house and they were using a monkey as part of the skits and I finally couldn't take it anymore. My heart was ripping in half for the poor animal. In Chapters, before the movie, I was reading The Dance by Oriah Mountain Dreamer. I was captivated by the cover: "What if the question is not why am i so infrequently the person I really want to be, but why do i so infrequently want to be the person I really am?" Tears welled in my eyes and I began walking around in a daze. I didn't know how to explain it to Alex and I'm sure he thinks I'm a freak (although he is endlessly endulgent with me). I was just so suddenly and so completely affected by the words. It is small wonder, then, that this movie also affected me with its beauty. I feel that there is a place inside my chest that is like a soft sponge, engorged to the choking point with emotion. At times it becomes too much for my chest to hold, and the sponge, squeezed, causes eruptions of emotion. Eruptions that I feel ill-equipped and ill-inclined to explain. It's been an odd weekend. On a lighter note, Alex got a new apartment and it's perfect and I'm jealous of and happy for him. It's right in the fashion district downtown (where I used to live and work) - a happening, artsy spot in which I'll be happy to take advantage of in my frequent visits. I also bought another Jack Johnson CD as well as a David Gray CD. Listening to David Gray now. A contented smile is creeping across my face as the fiery sun sets outside the window behind me. :: Cathy 4:50 PM [+] :: 0 comments
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