How I enjoy a good normal everyday situation interspersed with sci-fi. It's how I wish life could be: to stop life and re-start it with the crack of my knuckles, to revel in the space between atoms. I've been writing a lot about quantum physics lately. Not quite sure why. And I aim to get an honorable mention, because winning is far too scary. I don't want to succeed; to succeed means having expectations and expectations are slightly too scary for me to come to grips with. I'd rather be second best sometimes.
Perhaps this comes from the idea that I don't believe I can ever fulfill my parents' motto: "If you're going to do something, be the best at it." Why even try if you're going to do less than superlative?
I've tried for so long to be something exceptional, but I always fall short. It's like aiming for an Academy Award and winning an AVN. Sure, you are still the best, but for something far more crass, something that so few acknowledge at even being art.
Anyway, the point was that I watched this movie, Cashback. And it was fabulous. The plot points were predictable and the soundtrack was a low-rent American Beauty, but it was a great gen-forgotten story. I wish that it didn't try to be so neat and tidy. It always degrades the moviegoing experience when something aims to be realistic and decides halfway through that to tie it up in birthday packaging.
But I recommend it, I give it a half line of gaffer's tape.
And that's all there is.
Oh, and I'm a travel agent now. Travel + work = envy.
--Leni
