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Apr. 8th, 2010 12:13 amYou know what's not fun? Getting to leave work early only to go and get a Pap smear. I'm still having flashbacks.
At least I only worked 2 hours today, I REALLY liked my gyno, and I got to see a movie. Unfortunately that movie was Clash of the Titans, and it bored me. This coming from someone who loves mythologies, ancient cultures, and the Greek gods. I think it was the main actor. He's so dull. I didn't care about him or his plight at all. And I cry over spilled milk FCOL. There were some entertaining parts, but I just didn't really feel anything for the characters. So that was a bust.
After the movie I went to the burrito place next door to give it a try (it was good - better than El Faro, but the horchata was not so good) when the fire alarm went off. I thought something had burnt in the back, but when I left I noticed the alarms in all the surrounding restaurants were going off too, including the theater. I guess they're all connected. In a few minutes, the sidewalk was filled with everyone who had been in those buildings. Then the fire trucks arrived. I couldn't see any smoke, but I smelled something. I've had movies cut short by fire alarms, but I think this was the first time there was actually a fire. And my movie had ended only about 10 minutes before the alarm went off, so thank goodness for that timing.
Right now, I'm currently reading The Carnivorous Lamb and I can't stop reading it. I heard about it through the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
pra_sempre community so I picked it up for the obvious reasons, but it's a really compelling and beautiful read (so far; I'm about 100 pages in). I see so much of my mother in their mother. Some obvious differences, of course, but that aspect still hits a little too close to home.
From Amazon:
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At least I only worked 2 hours today, I REALLY liked my gyno, and I got to see a movie. Unfortunately that movie was Clash of the Titans, and it bored me. This coming from someone who loves mythologies, ancient cultures, and the Greek gods. I think it was the main actor. He's so dull. I didn't care about him or his plight at all. And I cry over spilled milk FCOL. There were some entertaining parts, but I just didn't really feel anything for the characters. So that was a bust.
After the movie I went to the burrito place next door to give it a try (it was good - better than El Faro, but the horchata was not so good) when the fire alarm went off. I thought something had burnt in the back, but when I left I noticed the alarms in all the surrounding restaurants were going off too, including the theater. I guess they're all connected. In a few minutes, the sidewalk was filled with everyone who had been in those buildings. Then the fire trucks arrived. I couldn't see any smoke, but I smelled something. I've had movies cut short by fire alarms, but I think this was the first time there was actually a fire. And my movie had ended only about 10 minutes before the alarm went off, so thank goodness for that timing.
Right now, I'm currently reading The Carnivorous Lamb and I can't stop reading it. I heard about it through the
pra_sempre community so I picked it up for the obvious reasons, but it's a really compelling and beautiful read (so far; I'm about 100 pages in). I see so much of my mother in their mother. Some obvious differences, of course, but that aspect still hits a little too close to home. From Amazon:
The latest in the Little Sister’s Classics series resurrecting gay and lesbian literary gems: a viciously funny, shocking yet ultimately moving 1975 novel, an allegory of Franco’s Spain, about a young gay man (the self-described “carnivorous lamb”) coming of age with a mother who despises him, a father who ignores him, and a brother who loves him.
Author Agustin Gomez-Arcos left his native Spain for France in the 1960s to escape its censorship policies. The Carnivorous Lamb, originally written in French, won the Prix Hermes, and this, its 1984 English translation, was widely acclaimed.
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