this morning when i woke up i still smelled like smoke from the alkaline trio concert. in fact my shoes still smell like it. when i'm old and gray cigarette smoke will probably remind me of good times...

anyways, i slept through my swim lessons today, argh!!! then when i woke up i showered, and then went with aaron to watch amores perros at the PCL. it was fun, because we stopped at chipotle first and got burritos and i (stupid me) also got a drink, and so we had to sneak the drink in past the guard. thanks to aaron's cargo pockets, we did it, and felt really proud of ourselves until we saw a sign that said "food and drink ok, just throw it away"--damn our covert operations...lol it was all worth it though, watching a great movie while eating a warm burrito and drinking a sprite...earthly pleasures.

the movie was really good--which surprised me as elissa had told me she hated it because it was insanely violent, but i guess i am quite a bit more sadistic than elissa, so i liked it. it didn't hurt that one of the main guys, octavio, was awesome looking. but no, i'm not that shallow, the movie really did have legitimate benefits to it--the colors were really good; think i'm crazy if you like, but the colors of amores perros were great--gritty yet brilliant, and bright, it was like seeing reality in a romanticized state.

anyways after the movie and some hanging around, me and aaron went to the mall where we picked a really cute curious george stuffed animal that i saw and loved yesterday but was too cheap to buy at the time. but then i kept thinking about it and mentioning how cute it was, and i think aaron got a little tired of that...so he bought it for me to shut me up. lol no just kidding it was very nice : )

but the thing about it that is so cool is that it's wearing striped pajamas, and it looks so comfortable and ready for bed. no more insomnia for the jennifer.



ok well just one more thing about amores perros...wait two more things: 1. "puta madres" means motherfucker in spanish

and now, something more serious. have you ever seen something, or read about something, and just wanted to be in that atmosphere, that situation? and then when you do end up being in the situation you've dreamed about (or at least as close as you could ever get) it doesn't seem the same? well that's how it was in amores perros. no i would never want to raise fighting dogs, or be beat up in mexico, but i do want to be in the mexico portrayed in the movie. gritty, with all sorts of hidden alleyways and crevices full of sun and mystery. but if i ever do go there, i will probably still not be satisfied, because i wouldn't be living the life of any of those characters. it's funny, cause i know i wouldn't want to experience any of the things the characters did, yet, i envy their experience. i guess it's cause life is beautiful when you're on the outside looking in, but it hurts when you live it. anyways, i wonder if someone followed me around filming me on 35mm my entire life and then edited it all together, would that be a pretty movie?



over and out.