Last night officially wrapped up one of the more nutso weeks in my recent history. Work + Volunteering @ the Cinemania Film festival and trying to have a social life (Mumford and Sons concert + Friends + being interviewed for the Concordian) had left me tired and with and extremely sore back (which is actually getting me worried because it wont go away) so today is a chill day
Cinemania was awesome! Alot of early mornings (followed by late nights at the resto and then more early mornings) were kind of a killer, but they allowed me to really connect with the event organizers who were all super awesome ladies. I also allowed me to see a bunch of free films ( La Reine des Pommes (2/5), Bazar (3/5) Tout ce qui Brille (3/5) Sommeil Blanc (2/5), L'Enfance du Mal (3/5), Dumas (3/5), Illegal (4/5) and Potiche (4/5)) all in french with English subtitles. Having never volunteered at a film festival before I was pleasantly surprised at how much I enjoyed my experience. I'm told not all festivals are as well presented and I totally believe it. i am therefore excited to volunteer again and total wary of it at the same time.
Next on the docket was the Mumford concert. As usual they were amazingly breath taking. Super big props as well to their opening acts this time around, King Charles and Cadillac Sky.
Caddilac was alot of fun but I cant seem to find them online, and King Charles was actually kind of amazing
He played the entire set by himself with just a guitar, except for the opening song which he did accapella and it actually stopped my heart and made me do a double take while in line for coat check.
But unfortunate by the time Mumford came on the same problem arose as last time: the crowd SUCKED! I don't know what is wrong with people these days but they lack any kind of concert etiquette. Drunks yelling, girls squealing, people interrupting the band. it was so frakin' annoying.
Also the show lasted 3 and a half hours! Which was awesome yet very exhausting.
So good week, glad it's over, back to applying for jobs.
"And Torv said she sort of missed playing the more repressed version of Olivia, as opposed to two versions who are both more open and emotional. She likes the role-reversal of having a woman be more cool and emotionally contained, while the two male leads constantly stand around the laboratory — which is basically like their kitchen — talking about their feelings and how they stand with each other. "I think so often, you have the guys that are the quiet, slient type, who do the tough stuff. And you have the girls who are working out and chatting and talking about their relationships," said Torv. "Fringe turns that on its head." Perversely, she found playing a more repressed character quite liberating."
Don't want to get too excited seeing as that's a bad idea, cause they tend to be pretty unpredictable, but hopefully a lot like last season, but with more winning.
I finally fully understand narcicism... Cause who else can ever truly love and understand you better then yourself? This thought makes me smile for 30 before I realize that my problem isn't that I'm narcicistic, it's that I'm not. It's that I'm self depricating and that I find it funny. Also that I have man calves... Those really fuck me up.
So tired ear ache, no idea whats going on at work, it's Thursday and I still don't have a schedule, which is unfortunate. All things considered it's still better then the golf course. Dreading this weekend. Meeting the Qc side of his family. I'm not good with in-laws, extended family old people or young kids, this should be fun!
Every group has one, shes the slutty chick whose dated all the good looking guys, played the nice ones, and strung along the rich ones just to get the love daddy wasn't giving her at home. Now-a-days she has no girl friends (she's either tried to fondle them or their boyfriends) and is probably one of the most damaged people you know, and yet she still manages to pick up! Never mind that she might as well just strap a red light to her forhead (MM) cause she gets around so much, and shes played half of a guys friends, he'll still find a way to rationalize sleeping with her! All your loser guys friends and every one else still drool all over her sporting permanent hardons every time she walks into a room. Meanwhile the nice girls with headgear don't get nada! Sadly enough this wont change till she either goes blind and crazy from the clap, her tits shrivel up and fall off or the guys around her reach mental maturity... I've looked it up, apparently it takes years, but they do eventually get there. She on the other hand will need years of intense therapy or an abusive boyfriend to keep her in line.
