Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Moving, And Not

Today was the first half of moving day for me -- my new flatmate Liliana and our friend Rick came over to help me get most of the boxes out of the basement and over to the new place. This was the first time I've ever had help moving, and I'm stunned at how much of a difference it made. Rather than feeling totally shattered afterwards, as I would've been after the three days of hard work it would've taken me to move twenty-eight heavy boxes of books, I felt merely pleasantly tired. When we were done, we went to Burgerville for dinner and then went to the Roseway to catch a movie.

We saw Watchmen. What a fucking disappointment. It wasn't all bad -- the ending worked a little better for me than the original -- but some of it was really bad, and none of it managed to achieve the tone and devastation of the novel. The book genuinely affected me; the movie just kind of bored me.

And seriously, how many production meetings do you think they had about how big Dr. Manhattan's dick should be?

Oh well. You'd think by now I'd have learned that, inexplicably, movies based on comic books just generally suck. I was hoping this one would be an exception, but I guess not.

I'll be sort of between places for the next couple of weeks -- I'm not sure at what point I'll actually be living at the new apartment, although having finally visited it today I'm aiming for sooner rather than later. When we went to look at the place last month, we didn't actually get to see our apartment; we saw the one downstairs, which is basically identical but was empty whereas ours was still occupied at the time. I was happy to find that ours is, if anything, in better condition. I'm really, really pleased with it. It's a little bit 70s-cheesy in places, but opening the window and seeing some street life outside (and not icky crackhead street life, either) was exciting. After having been so removed from everything in Mississippi, I came to Portland hoping to live right in the middle of things. After a couple of tries, I'm there.
12:32 AM ::
Amy :: permalink