Saturday I watched State and Main which has Rebecca Pidgeon in it, so it was automatically cool. It was pretty decent independent of her too. I'd heard people dissing it, but I thought it was excellent, so whatever. How can you not like a movie that has William Macy, Julia Stiles, AND Rebecca Pidgeon. If you don't know who she is, run don't walk to your video store and look for a movie from around '98 called The Spanish Prisoner with Steve Martin. Don't ask what it's about. Much like Memento, the less you know the more you'll get out of it. It's excellent. Then I went for another run. I've been doing timed 10 min runs. That may seem sad and pathetic to those of you in better shape than I, but it is a maintainable excercise routine, and that's the money shot, right there. I'll probably increase the length of the runs as time goes on. Last night, I did nothing, which was boring as hell, but I got a bit more of The God Who Is There read. Once I got past the first section and a half of cultural analysis drivel, the book is finally getting interesting.
The other thing I did Saturday/yesterday was go to Borders and pick up a) the 'year of the Scarab' M:tA book about the Al-i Bhatini and the Taftani, and also the audio version of Steve Martin's novella, Shopgirl, read by none other than Martin himself. Fan fuckin' tastic. Really an astonishingly compelling piece of work. I sincerely hope he becomes more prolific in the pen and less on the screen. He's a brilliant actor, but between the Lapin Agile and Shopgirl, I'm seriously rooting for him to spend the rest of his life planted behind a typewriter. Damn.
Today I went and helped a fellow move into his home on the other side of town. Nice fellow. It was nice to be able to help someone out and get my excercise for the day at the same time. Plus it turns out he wants to work for my advisor, so it was really cool to a) get to know a new co-worker, and b) have the opportunity to offer assistance to someone I'm going to be spending more time around in the future. He's MS track right now, but he really wants to get a Ph.D. and teach, so hopefully he'll stick around. I'm starving for social life, so I'm all for it. So now I'm all stanky and sweaty, and I think I'm going to take a shower and then call Maz and see if he wants to get together and play some PS/2 and watch Six Feet Under with me. I'm totally stoked to be heading home, however briefly, in a couple weeks. It's been too long since I was home, goddamnit. I miss summers in Oregon. :( I'm seriously planning to move there once I finish this whole Ph.D. thing. God willing a) I'll find a woman, and b) she'll be tolerant of such sentiments. I'd settle for a) at this point, but, well, you know what I'm saying. I miss my home. I've been living on the west coast for 18 years. Leaving was just how it had to be, but I like the northwest better than anywhere else I've been. And I've been most places. ::sigh:: Anywho...things are good, and I'm dank, so I'll leave you all to your business now.