Anyway that's already over and done with. I don't really want this to go on for a long time. Such things as these get a stale aftertaste if left untended. Let's just call it quits and say I'm stereotypically a guy for being stubborn and pig-headed; and I'm stereotypically a girl for being too whiny and pissy about what happened. And because of that, I owe you Ice Monster. Or coffee. Just please don't be late again. EVER. :-P
In other news, I thought my Sunday wasn't going to shape up well when my boss called me up at noon and asked me to report for work overtime. On one hand I was so put off since I was planning on proofreading a friend's pet project, and maybe even doing some character sketches for it, for the rest of the day. But on the other hand, I knew how much help our program needs so I figured if they were calling people up, it means they really need work to be done. So I dropped whatever it was I was doing, took a bath, and ran to the office -- not before picking up my copy of Kafka on the Shore first tho. I thought it might come in handy to unwind after work.
And guess what? It did! Right after work I headed down to Greenbelt, hell bent on having a quiet, stress free Sunday night -- the kind of Sunday night I used to have way back in highschool. The kind where I didn't think about school the next day nor the weekend that just ended. Like a strange, off-tangent, fleeting, Haley's Comet kind of Sunday night. That was the one I want.
Thank the cosmos as soon as I got my tea and started to read, I knew that was the kind of Sunday night I was going to get. I don't know what tipped me off, really. Maybe it was because of Kafka Tamura, the hero from the book I was reading and whom I think I'm having a crush on. Or the boy named Crow. Maybe it was because of Nakata, or the cat he named Otsuka.
Or maybe it doesn't have anything to do with the book at all, but the evening itself. It was like sitting down on a soft, easy chair, and everything about the evening is meshing out real well. I didn't even notice two hours had already passed. If it weren't for my stomach letting me know I needed to feed, I wouldn't even have bothered noticing the time.
I committed to memory the page I was reading, closed the book, and went inside the mall. It was half past seven by my watch. When I checked the screening schedule for Harry Potter, I knew I had plenty of time to get dinner and get one more chapter down.
I bought a ticket for the 8:50 screening and started walking around again, looking for a place where I can get food I haven't had in a while. I ended up having dinner at Coffee Bean, ordering an OK serving of tomato and herb pasta, and orange juice to wash it down. It was a nice dish to dawdle on while reading without having to worry about hurrying up and making a mess. Before I knew it, I was done and it was already twenty minutes till the screening starts.
I walked in the theater preparing for hordes of tittering, whimpering little children to greet me, but surprisingly, there wasn't much people around. Only several groups of families keeping to themselves, some couples, and quite a number of old people quietly minding their own business. A neutral aura of "you don't bug me, I won't bug you" pervaded the large, dimly-lit hall, which I'm perfectly fine with. I easily found a seat near the aisle, almost close to the screen, and I was immediately comfortable.
I don't have much to say about the movie. I don't even want to begin comparing it with the book since I'm sure a lot of people have done that already. Suffice it to say the movie was fine. I doubt hard core fans would be pleased with it... but hey. Deal. It was pure action from start to end, I can't even recall a memorable dialogue, much less a line. Nevertheless it was a fine movie, and I'm glad I watched it.
I went home right after, almost midnight. I was thinking of calling up a friend over the phone, tell him all about my weekend but decided against it. I guess wanted to keep it a secret for at least a day more. I chuckled for no apparent reason and laid down on the bed.
The cosmos was smiling down on me when I went to sleep last night. :-)
