It’s a good thing this deal knows what day it is, cuz I sure as hell can’t keep them all straight.
Today I played Grand Theft Auto 3, went to Kame-Apart, ate at Arby’s, painted my computer, changed my oil, cruised around Lake Calhoun (is that spelled right? It feels like it’s missing letters, like Lake Callhoune or Laake Kcallhouwne or Lawuieke Kschahwallowueunght or something), cleaned my room and… umm… there was definitely other stuff but I don’t remember.
Oh yeah, saw Attack of the Clones and enjoyed every bit of clumsy dialogue, stunning imagery and Jedi ass-kicking. Best. Star Wars. Ever. I feel bad that I have been referring to it as Phantom Menace II in the near past. You cannot compare the two flicks. One sucked. The other showed Natalie Portman’s midriff.
Oh, and Natalie. If you are reading this, I would like no more than to refine that last comment after we chat over coffee at Munkabeans or something. 4.0 at Harvard. 3.875 at UMD. Psychology. Philosophy. Double consciousness. Lack of conscience. From New York City. I’ve Been to Duluth. Aggressive negotiations. GTA 3. Beautiful and intelligent. GTA 3.
I hope that we have a few things to talk about. If nothing else, the conversation could be a meaningful exchange between two equals. Let me know.
Summer is lovely. Perhaps I will try windsurfing tomorrow.