the rumors of me not bathing are completely false; it's the not grooming part that's true. i haven't shaved all this month and i don't plan on it anytime soon. something about the weather getting colder that makes me want to hunker down and start getting hairy. speaking of hunkering down, i was in my room the whole day, making sweet code to my projects. bleary-eyed, i finally stopped working by 6pm.
i met julie in the porter square subway station and went to boston common for a free screening (thanks to sara) of elizabethtown. what i thought to be a romantic comedy starring orlando bloom and kirsten dunst (just look at the movie poster! is dunst "elizabeth"?) turned out to be anything but that. is it a story about a young man screwing up his job and how he comes back from the brink of suicide? or the tale of a son reconnecting with the memories of a deceased father through relatives and family friends? or a nostalgic lovefest about southern (kentucky) goodness? or a road trip through the lower states? or just a self-serving excuse for cameron crowe to make a film just so he can cram as many favorite songs as possible? elizabethtown is a mess. bits and pieces shine through, but as a whole, the movie is convoluted and not worth watching. british born orlando bloom has an accent that's not english yet isn't quite american. kirsten dunst has a face that makes me wonder to this day how she continues to get work. and why is susan sarandon performing a sketch comedy act at the end of the movie? it's not important, it wasn't funny anyway. wait a few years until the movie comes out on television, and then and only then, if you're still curious, should you go see it. in the meantime, watch cameron crowe's almost famous instead. because you are a golden god!
julie and i wandered into chinatown afterwards to grab some dinner. pho hoa was the venue (and one of the places still opened until 11pm). i had the house special hue pho. it was extra special since i've been to hue before (only for a rainy day, and i didn't have anything this spicy, although i did meet some saucy english girls whom i later caught up with in saigon). "cám ón," i said to our pretty waitress, who looked down at me with a flirtatious smile.
we walked back to park street and took the red line back to cambridge/somerville. when i got home i tossed out the trash. jawei surprised me by confessing he likes folk music. i savored the last few hours of tranquility before i wake up tomorrow to start another busy day.