Friday, May 15, 2009

I don't even know

Thanks to Keoni.. to whom I have acquired all three LOTR movies (I'm sorry, I mean, El señor de los anillos. there were no subtitles, Keoni. I do not speak Elvish)- the goddamn extended version - I have lost this entire day. Never, in my entire life, have I sat so still in one position staring so intently at the screen before. I have no idea if it was sunny or rainy today/tonight. I do not know hunger. I do not know pain. I do not feel love. I do, however, know that one does not simply walk into Mordor.

Every time anyone said "there and back again" in the film I would clap for being so awesome as to have that tattooed on my back on a moment's whim at some random tattoo parlor in the East Village.

I have ignored everyone today. From 4 pm to 2:35 a.m., I have sat rock solid still for the second and third film - each roughly around 4 hours long. Yes, there were some distractions that made me pause the film (i.e. Ella -I'm not blaming you, lovely seeing you; thanks for even making an attempt to get me out of the house / and the blip with Alex - not blaming you either, thanks for the food)

I have a job interview in 7 hours. But unfortunately, adrenaline is rushing through my body. My nights and days have been reversed. I stay up all night and sleep during the day.

The ultimate quesiton now though is... should I spend the next 4 hours awake watching the first movie with the extended version - even though I JUST watched the edited version yesterday - or should I attempt to try and catch some sleep so I look somewhat decent for tomorrow's interview with Pirsohky Piroshky at Pike Place?

What the fuck is wrong with me? I just watched Harry Potter yesterday too. I am just pumped with movies that deal with pure fucking awesomeness.

It's officially 3 in the morning. I just want to wield a sword (or a wand) with fellow cohorts and save the world.

Aubrey's brother has given her his password to his website of movies (there are millions - literally, millions of links to movies). My mother has finally mailed me my Gamecube cord and I've been gifted with a slew of newly downloaded movies on my harddrive.


If I shall never resurface again from this hellhole of a basement - remember me not as the girl that died with a controller in her hand or who willingly chose having her own personal LOTR marathon on her computer over going to a bar - but as a slightly absurd human being that didn't really know how to make much good use of her time.

1 comment:

dear eliza. said...

i feel like you need rescuing, but i am afraid to go up there for fear that i be sucked into the depths of hell.