Like when the gas station attendant where you unfortunately find yourself often grabbing a quick microwavable lunch recognizes you and, noting your downtrodden expression, your puffy red eyes, says, “But it’s such a beautiful day outside, isn’t it?” He then asks you if you know the band Iron Maiden, and informs you he’ll be seeing them tonight. He was drunk the last time he saw them, he said, but he promises to tell you how the show goes.
A guy from the other branch held the door for me on my way back into the building and said, “It’s such a beautiful day that you almost don’t want to come back in.” I smiled and said, “Makes me never want to go back to work.”
It’s been a tough few weeks, exponentially so because of distances and health concerns. I find little time and energy to update this thing. All I can say is, I go to work, I sleep, I wallow, I play the Sims. I am planning to sew a purse, to perhaps get into the hobby. I saw the Sex and the City movie and couldn’t have hoped for more; in every way it proved to me how I am a Charlotte, and how good it is to have girl-friends and to top bad days off with cabernet sauvignon.
patrick said
i noticed that Sex and the City has a polarizing effect on both men and women… people either love the movie or they hate it
bookunfinished said
what i find is that the people who have strongly negative opinions on the film either were not fans of the show to begin with, or judge it as though it is a film that considers itself to be an oscar contender. it’s meant to be somewhat of a closing chapter to the television show, at least i think, so whats the point of going to see it if you didn’t like the show?
i thought it was fabulous, but then again i loved the show; and what’s more, i appreciated it for the way it still brings me and my closest friends together — it’s become more of a social event than anything (the way women are gathering in groups to drink cosmos before/after they see it) and i think that’s, to its credit, something not a lot of films do these days.