There’s something about good strong pressure in a shower nozzle. Without it, it seems like warmth is just coming over one’s body in some sort of diffuse, amorphous manner.

My last week has been busy. I spent almost every moment of my week at home doing something. I was tired a lot of the time, due to the sheer amount of stuff that I tried to get done.

Four of the days I hung out with John. I got him Metal Gear Solid 2 and Onimusha: Warlords 2 for Christmas. We watched Pumpkin and Adaptation. Pumpkin had some terrible aspects to it, such as acting, but also had some very poignant moments. I’m trying to get one of the scenes framed, but I doubt I’ll be able to get a high enough resolution to have the proper print quality. To me, the scene seems to speak of such an innocence, even in the face of foreseeable tragedy. It reminds me of the ignorance I have of people when I first meet them, that I have no idea what the person is like, good or bad. Adaptation was alright. I was expecting so much more from Charlie Kaufman and Spike Jonze, but I guess that even the master of originality can run out of ideas. Spike Jonze still did an amazing job though.

I stayed over at Darren’s for three days. We gamed and generally stayed up late. It was a lot of fun to be so tired. I saw Duets, which I felt had one really well developed relationship out of the three, which was a pity, since the entire movie was based on relationships. Everything just pulled together rather cheeply in the end. I also saw Dog Day Afternoon with him, starring Al Pacino. He did a powerful part, what many consider to be his best, but I still consider Scarface to be his most accomplished work.

I discovered a band called the Gentle Waves which have a frontwoman with an interesting singing style. I downloaded a few of their songs, since I was hooked on Falling From Grace, and it was reassuring to know that their songs don’t all sound the same like Mazzy Star when I discovered Fade Into You.

Over the entire week, I didn’t have the time to write a single entry. It was difficult because I felt like I had so much to say. Sometimes, something in a simple conversation will cause me to wonder, and I’ll need some time to think about what has been brought up.