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  • A Perfect Day

    This being my last day before I head back to school, we decided to make the most of it, and what a mighty fine day it was. I got to spend time with my mom. We got delicious iced coffee drinks. The weather was pretty outside today; plenty of sunshine and crisp blue skies. We got to visit and talk to the doggies at the SPCA. We got to run errands. I got a nice driver’s license photo. I took a hot shower, and a nice homecooked meal. It’s moments like these where life gets less turbulent, less stressful to live, that make it all worth enduring. And I know my two am recollection of events doesn’t convey much emotion, but I will appreciate it all forever, again and again.

  • The Sweetest Thing

    Life is so pretty when you get little glimpses of people enjoying their lives. People eating their favorite food. People walking with their dogs. People laughing with their companions. How could you not be happy too? Personally, the sight of it moves me to tears.

  • MOVIE DISCUSSION: THE HOLDOVERS (2023)

    Title: The Holdovers (2023)

    Runtime: 2hr 13 min

    Rating: ★★★★★

    Oh man, what a movie! The Holdovers was something we’d been wanting to see since we saw the trailer of it last time we went to theaters. And indeed, it was worth the wait! This was the last possible showtime we could catch (it leaves theaters on the fourth). I’m glad we did. It was one of those films that was made to be seen in theaters.

    This was maybe the first time I’ve walked out of a movie in recent times without a single complaint. It’s a literal technically perfect movie! The writing is incredible, the humor sticks the landing. The cinematography and color grading is immaculate, and all the characters are lovable pain-in-the-asses that eventually warm up to each other, and to you. All the performances were A1, too! I’m excited to see more of Dominic Sessa. I think I was distracted by him the whole movie because he’s a few days older than me, haha.

    Honestly this movie made me really happy to see. It was so good! I hope this starts a trend of higher-quality, well-written films being put out, because boy, that would be so exciting! I hadn’t been a big moviegoer before, but now that I’m a young adult with the (eventual) funds to spare, it just might get me out the house again!

  • GOT MY PHONE BACK

    It took me a solid week to get my phone back, right? It wasn’t lost or anything, at least not in the traditional way. I lost it to the clutches of a device repair store. My poor, busted cell phone lying in the back of some cold, clinical workbench, out of sight from prying customer’s eyes.

    You know what’s the worst part, too? Wasn’t even repaired. Poor bastard’s beyond the means of saving. I think it came corrupted. The OS, that is. They had to reinstall it like four times and then did some last ditch effort, Hail Mary attempt to fix it in the form of some repair I’ve forgotten the name of already. Unfortunately, no dice.

    It’s in great physical condition, though. No cracks in the glass or screen. There’s like two little small dips in the back from when my keys snagged the paint my second week of having it.

    Sigh, I’d give anything to go back before the time of constant crashes and reboots and overheating. I’m honestly surprised this thing’s gone this long. For the longest time I couldn’t even update the thing. That’s the whole reason why I bought it in to be repaired in the first place, to brute force the update. Which, well, they did. So yippee! I got my money’s worth (and since they technically couldn’t even repair the thing, I got the work done for free ;)!)

  • A LITTLE SUPERSTITION

    You know what’s a tragedy in its own right? I have a very unique name. My first name is pretty familiar, but my surname is so rare that only about eleven other people in the United States share it with me. It’s the kind of combination that would make anyone looking for brand recognition envious, and I can’t say I disagree. Too bad I’m not pursuing a career as an actor, because I wouldn’t have to fight other SAG-AFTRA members for my right to use it. And I would’ve gotten a laugh out of the Emmy presenter struggling to pronounce my name.

    But sometimes it’s a little too individualistic. You’re going to know who I am. I’m not going to be granted the same grace of anonymity that my Jane Doe-esque named mother has. Even now, if I search up my name, the only thing that pops up are school-affiliated pages, my LinkedIn, and my lonesome little one IMDB credit (for a production I technically didn’t even work on, but that’s a story for another day). I have no privacy online, and even when I was eight years old and browsing the internet regularly did I understand that.

    For everything I’ve ever done, I’ve never used my name. Never for social media. Never mentioned online. Even my professional email was something I only created in 2019. Hell, my online friends didn’t even know my real name until two years in. My overly cautious tendencies means that the only thing out there that involves my name are things that I want to associate it with.

    But here comes a problem. It seems like everything I’ve ever used in my name is destined to be some of the worst things I’ve ever produced. If it’s directly associated with me, it’s destined to fail. Even this blog is my first real venture into associating something with me by (partial) name. I could get all the immediate recognition I desire if only I wasn’t scared to take a chance with it.

    I noticed the repeating trend a few years ago. It’s true. The more distanced it is from me, the more suppressed the identity, the more successful it becomes. I’ve had several projects and blogs under hidden identities that have always achieved some form of recognition that I can’t scrape up with my name.

    In a funny way, I kind of like it, though. Even with the immediate association my name would bring, I don’t think I’ve ever thought about using it in a professional capacity, anyway. The feeling of separation gives the illusion of a barrier between my life and my work. That, and I just like having no one know a single thing about me. But I have developed the subconscious bias that in order for something to work out in my favor, it just can’t be in my name. Maybe it’s a trend I’ve noticed, but I like to deem it as my own little superstition.