magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

I got up at a reasonable hour this morning, but then sat around, unable to get my socks and shoes on and leave the house in a timely fashion. Then got on a train that just crawled its way to 34th Street.

Chris.W bought me lunch, a two month late birthday lunch (but hey, it's my mom's birthday today) at which we drank margaritas, and then I didn't bother going back into the office. Not because of the drinks, but because it's been slow all week.

I walked around a bit. Stopped into a cafe for a cup of coffee which did nothing to wake me up, and knew that if I went home I'd just end up falling asleep. So I walked around some more. And eventually down to the Sunshine Theatre on Houston to see 2046. I didn't like it quite as much as In the Mood for Love, but it was still a damn fine film. While it does stand on its own, I think that to fully appreciate it I'll have to see Days of Being Wild. And maybe some point, when 2046 is out on DVD, watch all three films together. (Or at least over the course of a few days.)