i saw : me without you
last night and i liked it a lot. the people i saw it with found it somewhat depressing, but i found it to be an accurate amount of the betrayals between the closest of friends, or what people perceive to be the closeness among friends. in actuality, you can really never know exactly how private the other person is. how could you?
i also started reading all families are psychotic
by douglas coupland. the story line is great, of course, but the dialogue is a bit snappy and unrealistic. it's like the literary equivalent of conversation among the characters of "dawson's creek." but, i'm drawn to coupland because i'm interested in generational insight and his form of cultural critique. i'm a little perplexed by the fact that one of the quotes of praise on the back cover is from whoopi goldberg. now, i don't hold out for a new york times
book review, but whoop goldberg? i thought she was still busy cracking the code on how stella managed to get her grove back.
nothing particularly exciting happened today, but i kept smiling. and wow, i feel good. today at work, ryan sent me an IM that said, "uh oh!" and by the time i read it, he was standing at my office door with water spilled all over his shirt. it can really be funny to talk to someone in IM when they're only a few feet away and they decide to illustrate their message. i really feel good, though. my bonds with old friends who were in the area when i moved back are growing stronger, and the new people that i've met are so interesting. they read intelligent books and they all write. and i love that selma and i are within walking distance of each other's houses. my hard times have helped me to better understand, recognize and appreciate true friendship. i'm no longer even saddened by the wasted efforts of my past; they've only prepared me for right now. and right now, i'm happy.
i think the bad times are officially over if i can walk through the streets of this city, smiling at strangers. i am and will be forever grateful to my husband, who believed i was stronger than the depression from the beginning. my strength was gone and he gave it back to me. his unconditional support blows my mind. i felt for so long that i just had a terrible streak of bad luck, not recognizing that he was the good luck fighting it, picking me back up every time i fell down. i've never felt capable of unconditional love in my life before now.
this weekend's been good. ava had a play date with friends down the street which meant i had the entire afternoon to myself to fraternize with baby syncers
and saucy pop divas.
Current Music: tracy chapman: fast car