Ok, so we weren’t murdered by murderous relatives. However, due to the campingness and rainy-ness, I’m not sure how upset I would’ve been, overall, if they had turned out to be serial killers.
Matt took me to Victoria, BC, Canada to make up for it. It mostly worked. I heart Canada.
I’ll be in Washington (state, not capital…I don’t legislate) for the next week or so. I’ll be sleeping on the cold, hard ground, and not because I’m homeless. No, because that’s what camping is. At least, that’s MY understanding of what camping is. Yeah, I don’t know why I agreed to it either. I’m pretending it’ll be character-building. Because I need more character? At least it’ll be a little break from technology and all the stuff that comes with it.
So we’ll be in Kalaloch, which is part of Olympia National Park, on the beach. Or near the beach. But since it’s Washington, I’m sure beach doesn’t mean warm. Yay. At least I have two unread Twilight books to keep me company. Well, and Matt. He’s harder to read, though.
Let’s hope Matt’s extended extended relations (who we don’t actually know) aren’t serial killers who lure people to campgrounds in order to murder them. If they are, well, I’m going to be a little upset about the camping locale.
We’re leaving at four am tomorrow morning. So…see ya.
Yesterday I turned in the last paper for my last real class in my program. Huh. I’m not sure how I’m supposed to feel… Of course, I still have to do a research internship, my comp exam, and my dissertation…but still. I feel…like maybe I accomplished something. Also, I feel like I’ve been in school forever. And ever.
We’ve had a couple of eventful days here. First, Matt bought me an iPod touch. Not sure why…but I’ll take it. :) And then we bought a scooter. It’s only for Matt, though, because I’m actually too short to drive it. It’s really pathetic, actually. My feet barely, barely touch the ground when I sit on it. At least I have the iPod, though. And I can still drive the car. I have that, dammit. And the bus. Which allows me to ride. And walking. I’ll have that until my legs stop working. Ha life! I can still walk, despite my height issue. I just can’t walk that fast. Details.
You might be interested to know (or you might not, but then what are you doing here?) that I finally saw GATTACA last night. Yeah, I know. Everyone I know has seen this movie, and half of them reference it at least once a week. So my ignorance is now over…well, in a way, but I’ll get to that. And oh yeah, I only wrote GATTACA in all caps because Matt just reminded me it’s written in all caps in the title. Has to do with DNA sequencing numbers and basic pairs and all that. At least that’s what Matt and the lady at the video store were talking about as we rented it. (Side question: if this woman knows so much about DNA, what’s she doing working at Hollywood Video?) So the all caps is not actually because I’m super-excited. Although I really liked the movie. It was good, the “this movie makes me think and not cry at all” sort of way.
I didn’t have the normal viewer experience, though. You see, I missed the first twenty minutes of the movie and had to go back and watch the beginning at the end. However, while watching the movie, I didn’t know this. I just knew certain stuff wasn’t making a whole lot of sense and Matt was referencing scenes I had not seen. You see, he was fixing the DVD cable, then we turned it on, and then his cousin called (for like thirty minutes–not that I’m necessarily complaining), and then he hit play again. But he wasn’t paying that close of attention–he can’t actually JUST watch a movie. He also has to be on the computer organizing or making up new jump rope routines or whatever he does online. I don’t actually care to know. So I saw a scene and thought it was the beginning–it made sense as the beginning to a movie. Then towards the end, Matt’s all “the detective is his brother!” and I’m all “he has a brother? when was this introduced? is this important? And that’s when he realized I missed a scene. It was actually the foundation of the movie that I missed. But it was sort of fun to go back and watch the beginning and see it fall into place. Also, learn people’s names. Is it a mark of how bad some movies are lately that I didn’t realize I was missing the whole foundation of the movie and things should have been making sense? I think so. It was a sort of hypertextual experience. Maybe the next movie I see I’ll randomly watch scene sequences, then when I’ve randomly seen all the scenes, I’ll watch the whole movie from beginning to end. But not Lord of the Rings. I don’t have that much time left.
Oh yeah, my favorite line from the movie? “We have to get drunk immediately.”