flip flop

It's early Sunday afternoon and I am lounging - in the best way that word could ever mean. It's sunny and 20 outside. The windows are open, but all I hear is the fridge buzz. I am doing NOTHING today and that, in the best way the word could ever mean.

I think I'll start with a walk down the street to return a DVD and maybe I'll stop at the sketchy bargain grocery store to pick up some more lime perrier. I'm a poor student but I still like my perrier. I have to compromise and skip Safeway.

Last night I had a sushi-wine-movie night with a friend. Everything was good except the movie. I won't even mention what it was - let's just say the first movie we ever saw together was Catch and Release, and we're doing better at selecting movies together. We were going to watch Breach but we were afraid that our tiredness might hinder our comprehension levels. We settled for something easier.

It wasn't all that bad - the theme was along the same vein as the Painted Veil, about a marriage in turmoil with a redemptive end and a good dose of forgiveness. It's a breath of fresh air to see those qualities in a movie. These days, endings reach "happiness" with not enough substance and sacrifice.

The sidewalk beckons. I'm going to flip flop my way out of this apartment....