Tonight I saw Envy, the new Jack Black/Ben Stiller movie with Dr.Bombay. It was great. Don’t let the (supposed) reviewers tell you otherwise! Maybe a little Hollywood and predictable, but otherwise, great. Christopher Walken stole most of the scenes he was in. He had some really great lines.
When I got home, it was the first family gathering with all of us at it in at least a couple months. Dan just got back from Florida (he was doing a renaissance festival down there) and John has been working till 9:30 on Thursdays, so we got together at 10-ish, because John is taking off for LA or something this coming monday. I think he’s going to be gone for a couple of weeks, and has an art show lined up while he’s there.
After most everybody left, John’s girlfriend (Katie) asked if I was going to see Pilobolus while they’re in town. They have a show tomorrow night and Saturday night at the Pantages theater downtown. I’m going to try and get a ticket for Saturday night, I think. You can supposedly get $5 off if you mention Minneapolis Happy Hour.
Man, this is banal.
The last couple of nights I’ve been up late, surfing this forum… I don’t think I’m going to post a link to it, but if you really want to know, I’ll probably tell you where it is…
Anyway, it feels a LOT like the old style BBSing I used to do… back in high school. There are all these “rooms” (forum topics) where people talk openly about different stuff… hiding behind their pseudo anonymity. I found myself in the “love” pages, reading forum after forum, and more than once opening up and really letting out some juicy bits–details of my life that I didn’t even know were bugging me. (or maybe aren’t bugging me, but were somehow rekindled by reading these posts.)
Anyway, as I’m doing this, as I’m typing furiously, and not editing, and really being uninhibited, (things I do not do here, generally speaking), and I realized that I could be writing blog entries… I mean, I could be, but I wasn’t. What’s the difference? Why not blog those things? I certainly have been as open and candid here before… and I certainly don’t feel inhibited… (although a while ago I think my mom may have let slip something that suggested she’s read some stuff here… and although I did just discover the blog of a friend I’ve written about here a couple of times… not from her telling me… but from a link on a mutual friend’s page… And that really doesn’t bug me at all, but I was just writing–over at this forum–about someone she knows who also used to be a friend… this stuck up bitch who I don’t think I would really ever want to read any of the stuff I just wrote over at the forum… not to mention stuff I write about her here.)
Man!!! and it’s stuff like that! Where I can’t even talk without being super vague! Is that how it has to be?
And here’s another thing. I’ve not talked about this before because Laura didn’t want me to say anything to Nate… but now it’s all out in the open anyway, so fuck it. Basically, laura is seeing this guy we all know. Who was dating this girl we all know. (Who had been dating nate, for like two years.) So now Laura is dating this guy, and he’s no longer dating the girl… and Nate and the girl are spending a lot of time together again. Everybody knows I really don’t like this girl all that much. There were times we’ve been cordial, and that’s about the best it’s ever been. She really grates on some nerve I have that hates all stuck up bitches (and no, that’s not a gender slam, guys can be stuck up bitches too). I get so cold and seething every time she’s around (and have for so long now) that I’m sure she also thinks I’m as much of a snob as she is. (without obviously thinking that she is… although who knows, as with the previously mentioned stuck up bitch, it’s entirely possible she gets off on it and thinks she’s a better person or something for it.)
Anyway, so I don’t know how I feel about Laura entangling herself in this whole situation. I know she likes this guy quite a bit… and I guess they have a lot in common… but he sorta ditched her once before when he started dating the other girl… which I felt was pretty shitty. (I guess they’ve talked about this, and it’s cool now, so whatever.) I guess I think what bugs me about it is twofold… first that Laura didn’t want me to tell nate in the first place, (presumably because they didn’t want either nate or girl x to freak out about it, which feels too much like hiding shit, and I’m not cool with that really under any circumstance–at least in a relationship context) and second that Laura seems really awkward when she’s talking about this guy. Sometimes she opens up, and we can discuss it ok, but whenever there is any tension between us at all, maybe I get paranoid, and I feel like she’s not telling me stuff.
Tonight John mentioned he’d seen her with him at the Wedge, and while I’m cool with that, and don’t really care if my family knows I have an open relationship, it sorta compounded also knowing that they had bumped into my sister and mom at John’s art show last saturday while I was out of town. (My sister said something cute like “Who’s this guy!?”)
Maybe I’m just pissed because it’s 12:30 and I’m horny as hell and don’t know when Laura’s going to get home. I think I have a problem about getting pissed off when I’m horny and Laura isn’t around or isn’t interested. Obviously this is not her fault, and she should feel no obligation to do anything about it, but some part of me really wants her to be concerned and rush to “help out”. I think it’s mostly because I feel like I would rush to her “aid” if I knew she were horny, even if I wasn’t. But I can’t ever remember that having been the case, so maybe I’m exaggerating. I think I’ve even posted about this before… I wonder if I can track down that entry…
Wow… I didn’t find it, but surfing around on some other blogs, I just found this link to an awesome animation of scale. (link via scattershot) Scattershot is also hosting this fucking amazing guy playing the super mario theme song on his electric guitaur. I’m going to bed now. Maybe I will dream I am as cool as he is.