Last night, Michelle and I decided to watch Spirited Away.
This photo is from the beginning of the movie when the father smells food and starts running up and down the dirt street to find the source.
We just couldn't understand why it was necessary for the animators to make it seem like the dad is running toward a camera... as the camera is directly aimed at his crotch.
And why the zipper? The zipper signals more than just a fleeting thought about how the "camera" should transition.
I'm in a computer lab in Cramer, waiting for 11:30 to come around so I can hurry up and fail my anthropology midterm and go home.
I wouldn't be as worried about this midterm if she had given us a clear outline of what she wanted. I have no idea if I studied the correct definitions; unlike the archaeologly class, I'm semi-less than fantastic in this subject.
(But only semi less.)
Tomorrow I'm going to spend my hard-earned money on a laptop.
Just in time, last night I was screwing around on my zip drive deleting things I thought I didn't need.
When a folder is empty and it hasn't been touched since 2003, wouldn't you assume it was useless?
Well, now my computer won't even turn on.
Well, I am an idiot.
Poor computer, I talk so much trash about it but it hung in there for a long, long time. I must admit, I'm a bit sentimental over throwing it away; it didn't deserve to die in such a way.
That aside, new laptop, woo!
I hang around in Seattle's Best for the hour and half break I have in between classes.
I choose Seattle's Best over Starbucks because even though it's now owned by Starbucks, I am in denile about actually contributing to the growth of the coffee conglomerate.
In my mind, if you can't see the logo then you're not helping the cause.
(Every time somebody buys a latte from Starbucks, somewhere in the world a hipster falls down dead.)
If there were a Peet's on campus I would definitely go there; I've been hanging around the one near my house at least three times a week as of late.
But this story is not about coffee places! It's about the guy in the coffee place.
Every day I got to Seattle's Best I see the same guy sitting in the same chair with the same book and and the same hat. I'm not judging, I've worn these shoes five days in a row.
He's always waiting patiently for a woman to sit down. They're all the same, early to mid-twenties, reasonably dressed and carrying a book of some sort.
He surveys the woman while she sits down, waits a few minutes for her to get situated and then asks her about her reading material or remarks on the subject in what he assumes to be a witty and charming way.
He allows them to speak for a little while, cuts in about him being a pre-med student and rambles on for forty minutes about being a vegetarian and the complications with eating too much fish and so on and so forth.
He feeds every girl the same story. I've been watching him and no matter what the subject matter is, he will somehow relate it back to him being a vegetarian.
I feel like I should warn these girls about what they're getting into before they sit down.
Is it my duty to give them the heads up that they're going to be bored to death for the next hour if they choose the open chair next to this guy?
And he's obviously not getting any with his conversation because all of them laugh in that pity laugh sort of way, say something about having to be somewhere and then leave him alone to think about how much he just loves being a vegetarian and how freaking cool he is.
It's 11:20, I suppose I should head on upstairs and meet my maker.
4 comments:
Is his name Dave? He sounds like a dave to me. I don't know why. You should sit down and If he dosent say anything get all offended and tell him you see him harasse these women and that he is v. sick and ugly.
You know, I'm pretty sure it was something really close to Dave. A few of his friends came up the other day--dressed like the 80's threw up all over them--and said, "Heeeeeey..."
He'll never go for me. He's already sort of caught me watching him once and I give off that "Don't talk to me. Brick Wall. Large Personal Space Bubble." air.
But I do think the "you're very sick and ugly" would be a nice touch.
What I think is funny is that despite how boring you've said his story is, you've listened to it at least 3 times!!!
C'mon now. Don't tease me. I know you want him. I know that Dave is your type and you want to marry him and have 10,000 of his babies!
You're just jealous that he hasn't tried the same pickup line on you! Right? RIGHT?
I want to have thirteen of his kids and they will all be named things related to fruit or vegetables.
God, I hope he doesn't. How would I play it? Coy, like I have no idea that he's been hitting up these women despite the fact that he's caught me watching him or offended that he would try something on me when he's caught me watching him?
Awwwwwkward.
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