Last night instead of baking I went out for Thai food and a movie with Liz. The movie had its good points (very real, squirmy situations, beautifully acted; fantastic soundtrack) and its ridiculous points (shaky hand-held camera = drug trip: *yawn*). Liz hated it and said if I hadn't been there she would have walked out. I think she just didn't approve of the main character. He wasn't exactly likeable, but he was real. I'd call him (thank you, Onion!) your basic member of the Young Asshole demographic, only with a mission to teach middle-school kids about the dialectic of history. Similar to a lot of the idealistic young guys I know. At first I thought it was going to be a formulaic "spiral into drug abuse" flick, but it kept it real and it kept me guessing. [7/10]
TGIS (Thank God It's September). Clouds and rain have moved in behind the stifling-hot tropical air pushed up here by Ernesto, and I can finally breathe. I wore two layers of clothing today in honor of the occasion: whee!