magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

bret and i got indian food for lunch. it's been over a month since i'd eaten indian. not counting curries at home.

and since we were right across the street from the avon, we decided to go see a movie. we had an hour though, and stopped into the comic book store to pass some time. bret was throwing all sorts of money around, buying about $100 worth of graphic novels, one as a late birthday present for me. (volume two of clara speed mcneil's finder. i had bought the first for myself sometime around my birthday, and it's quite good.)

sexy beast was playing at the avon. it was odd, but good. british gangster film, but focused more on the interrelation between characters than so much on the plot. this come across as weird because all the characters were really just caricatures of people. but it worked. and symbolism in movies is always good when it just sort of fits neatly into the plot.

the music in the movie made bret want to listen to massive attack, so we stopped by the record store where he spent more money. i guess making $30 an hour will do that to you.

i was hungry again by this point, so we stopped by 438 where i made some miso soup. bret left.

stopped by dave.z's for a bit. then home to meet stef when she got off work.