I can very barely remember - I do recall seeing Millenium (for the first time in ages), but I simply can't remember doing much of anything. OH wait, that's a lie. I called my mother up and had her recite the recipe for proper Swedish pancakes. I made and ate some, too. They'll never be like grandma's pancakes, and without the right jam it wasn't quite as good as I'm used to, but it was... good. I also caught a Ted Bundy biography on A&E. It was quite interesting to get live images and hear his voice. And that's all I recall of friday.

The oddest thing happened - After reading for 6 hours straight I decided to try and walk to Harris Teeter and Visart Video. First I called up my mother and got some cookie recipes, then showered, and then.. off I went. It was a rather long walk, true, but the weather was beautiful and I felt vibrant and in tune. It helped that I had decided to make it my day to celebrate spring day too - I tend to pick a day where I feel spring in my bones, put on outrageous colourful makeup and just walk around and stare at peoples flowers and grass. It was very yummie.

And oh! I actually reached my goal - I got to the video store and left with Kenneth Branagh's "Hamlet", Tom Stoppards "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead." and "Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer". At Harris Teeter I ended up with groceries for $43, which frightened me because it was about twice as much as I had intended to get and twice as much as I could walk back with. I took a chance and got a ride with a white haired lady in the HT parking lot. She warned me about taking rides with strangers and played some sort of christian choir music.

Once inside I unpacked and had every intention to start cooking something nice but was interrupted by a phonecall from Jesse and so I just put everything away and waited for'm to show up. After adorning myself with a tag saying "Vår" (spring, in swedish) we went to The Silk Road.

It was quite nice there, we met up with Joseph (from last spring) and his brother Andrew and hung around talking and eating (well, not me, I'm very very low on cash and after the shopping spree I'm locking my VISA card up for a while.) I winced a bit when Jesse said they were planning on renting "U-Turn" which was a rather dull and blah movie in my opinion, despite Jennifer Lopez and Sean Penn but I don't see it my business to keep ppl from seeing things they're interested in, so we all left for Visart.

Next to Visart is The Cat's Cradle, a club where plenty of bands play at. Outside was a bunch of Jesse/Joseph/Andrew's, so we hung around a bit. Hmm. There's only one thing that disturb me about this group of people - they're all really nice and fun to talk to, but THEY HUG TOO MUCH. I think Jesse at least has caught onto the fact that I'm not too comfortable hugging whenever I see him and then whenever he leaves because he's stopped making a fuss about it if I stay seated.

Whenever I meet any of his friends, though, it's always "Hiii!" and they come up to hug, and the same when it's time to part. People I've never met before. *shrug* I guess it's a nice gesture but.. I'm just so not into that. I'm not a very good hugger. No, really. It's simply not something that comes natural to me, I don't know why. Hence I'm sort of sparse with hugs and keep them for very rare moments, preferably around really, really close friends or otherwise. Oh, and trees. ;)

We did get U-Turn but I found it just as dull as the first time I saw it. Hence I went into the kitchen and roasted some portobello mushrooms with some other vegetables and ate with rice. Afterwards everyone seemed to agree that the movie sort of stunk which made me feel a bit better. After they left I tried to watched "Hamlet", but gave up about an hour into it and fell asleep on the couch.

Woke up around 9 am - made fake greek pizzas (pita bread brushed with olive oil, pastasauce, feta cheese, black olives and mozzarella cheese - about 10/15 minutes in oven at 370 degrees.) and ate them while I watched Hamlet. After stopping numerous times to do this and that I think I was done at 2 pm. (It's 4 hrs). I'm baffled. It's the first Shakespeare play I've had such difficulties with :(

No, the story was great, the actors did a wonderful job.. it was the dialogue. I'm used to accepting that I only get about 80% of the Shakespearean dialogue but in this case I only got about 45-55%. I felt mighty stupid when there'd be whole scenes of unpenetrable dialogue. *sigh* It was quite exciting, I'll give it that, but man.. I found Hamlet himself to be a bit of an ass, especially towards Ophelia. I'm hoping Angela can shed some light on the stuff I missed because it really bummed me out (she did her master thesis on Hamlet..). I made a break before "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern..."

A 3,5 hr long break, in fact. I spent the time baking cinnamon rolls from a Swedish recipe. I'm kicking myself a bit because I held out on the butter a bit and well - they're a bit dry. They taste fine, but should be pared with something to drink. *sigh* But at least I got munchable thingies now.

Then "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are dead." It took me a while to warm up to the movie but once I did - man, it's so funny! Gary Oldman especially rocked and I loved the way they weaved in Hamlet but still focused on R&G. Once it was over I had mixed feelings about it, but today when I think back on it, I keep giggling and remembering scenes. Tom Stoppard. Magnificent.

And then "Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer". MAN was I disappointed! Okay. I can't remember how much I have mentioned it, but one of my interests is... serial killers. No, not in an admiring way. I've tried as of late to figure out what it is that fascinates me so much about the subject and.. I've come up with nothing. I do not idolize these people, nor do I feast on stories of what they did with their victims. I guess I read it to be horrified and to wonder what exactly it is these people lack and how they came to lack it.

A really Good Site - I think if you look at this site you can sort of see the way I look at it; not as a gorefest but more in an investigative way. Or something. And That leads me to speak of Henry, Portrait of a Serial Killer. It mystified me. That is, why there had been such a fuss about this movie. I found it rather dull and lame. I went and found a page that reviews it and in the guestbook someone had posted a long comment, and I found a fraction of it real disturbing:

(taken without permission)
"At the beginning when it show the lifeless body of that women, I already knew that raw brutality was going to be present throughout. I loved this movie so much I had to rent it twice, the second time I rented it at Blockbuster and the rental box said "NO ONE UNDER THE AGE OF 18 SHOULD NOT BE ALLOWED TO WATCH THIS MOTION PICTURE" and I thought to myself, even Blockbuster knows who good this film is."

Erm. Does the above seem a bit disturbing to you? *shrug* Anyways. The movie had it's interesting points I found it interesting the way very few of the murders were actually shown - instead a dead body was seen and a brief audio clip would be heard of the presumed struggle that lead to the death. However, I think there was simply not enough context to Henry. "Hi I'm Henry I kill lots of people I do speak briefly and unmotivatedly about my abusive upbringing once oh look I just kill people hum de dum."

Yes. I do realise that one of the controversial points to the movie WAS the fact that so little context was given to Henry, that we were to be just horrified by the implied murders and psyche in him but *sigh* It just wore a bit thin, I think. And some of the effects were lame :P

Kudos to The X-files - two episodes this season were brilliant, in my humble opinion - the one where a woman was reliving the same day over and over again where her boyfriend kept blowing up a bank, and yesterdays; not so much for the content, but for the beginning, it had a fake "special bulletin! we interrupt your scheduled programming to show you this car chase!" thing and it fooled me, I really thought it was an actual news bulletin and an actual car chase. I was just about to change the channel (I'm not into car chases and things) when it shifted to the X-files intro.

Woke up, put on hilarious eye make up (deep red eyeliner, purple red eye shadow and glittery eye shadow.), had to run to catch my second bus, fell and scratched my knee up, went to two classes and goofed off online. Quite hungry, but it's 9:37 pm, my advisor should be done teaching and ready to drive me home soon. Dammit. Coz I need food. MMmM.

i wet my bed
and live in a shed
i'm a chronic liar
i set my Mom on fire
i killed the dog
and look like a hog
i can't get a date
and kids i hate
i daydream for hours
and refuse to shower
i masturbate night and day
but i'm all alone so that's okay

i walk into things
and then the headaches make me cringe
i steal and destroy peoples stuff
and scream and yell when they get rough
i rarely get much sleep
it's all those dreams of killer sheep
i cut down my toenails too far
but germs and dirt seem to me like tar
now once i have destroyed all i own
i'll run away as far i can from home