current selection | arrested development in the background
feelin’ | lax
ok…first, the cinematic news, just because all i read up on are news on movies. m.night shyalman’s new movie the village is coming out next summer (alongside the sky captain), and like the sky captain, the new teaser trailer was released this weekend. like all of shyamalans past endeavours, this movie has a trailer thats all spooky and shit and only tells you the bare minimums. theres some quakers, a creepy forest, and emperor commodus. word.
friday was supposed to be split between two peoples bday celebrations…amys at truth in chelsea, and annas at verlaine in the les. amys was rsvp’d weeks ago, so that was up first. that…and i actually hadnt seen her since high school? shit…nearly a decade. i got to truth in chelsea around 11ish and walked into a crazy crowd of people i didnt know. since i couldnt even be sure what amy looked like after all these years, i was hoping to run into suzie, christine, and langa. i called suzie and was informed that they were actually on the second floor. theres a second floor? ok then…so i went outside and took an exterior freight elevator to the second floor of truth. they were all there…along with a crowd of asians…and no amy. fine then, on with the drinks. after a few rounds and still no bday girl, suzie and christine made some inquiries and found out that despite the ample amount of asians…we were actually at the wrong party. so we head downstairs to the first floor section and find the right party with the appropriate group of asians. we chilled with amy, along with some other people we recognized from yay years ago. the only problem was that i had another bday celebration to go to and it was nearly 2am…shit. this however was resolved when a second later, i got a call telling me that everybody at verlaine was heading home. poop…so i went home too. sorry anna!

hey halo,
this movie looks pretty good too.
butterfly effect
-d
the idea is cool ill admit…but its something about ashton kutcher that gives me the shivers. every other second, im waiting for him to go, “dude…”