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half of the time we’re gone but we don’t know where

last night we went to see garden state at the bijou. i quite liked it, and not just because of adorable zach braff. it’s just a movie about some people who do some stuff. they drink and they ride around on a motorcycle with a sidecar and they talk a lot. and they don’t know why they do what they do and why they aren’t happy. it made me feel weird. i can’t quite articulate it any better than that right now. but it was a good movie.
i had my exit interview for fieldwork today. it was pretty pointless. we talked about my fieldwork, and then she said i get my three credits, and i said ok, and that was the end of that.
my schedule until leaving is disturbingly full:
tomorrow knit at roma and then at rennie’s.
friday-sunday in seattle
monday pick up u-haul
tuesday leave.

(song: “only living boy in new york,” simon & garfunkel)

3 comments to half of the time we’re gone but we don’t know where

  • andi

    On Zach Braff’s blog, what does this mean/refer to? I can’t remember.

    “I also added that fancy, motion control shot on the plane at the end of the film after Sundance because I was able to convince the studio to pay for it; we couldn’t have afforded that shot on our budget.”

  • Hm. I don’t remember. Something on the airplane. Clearly.

  • It gets worse: all of the time when we are gone, we only get half way to where we are going…

    not only do we not know to where we are gone, but we never even get there cuz we only keep getting half way there ad infinitum…

    I hope that doesn’t happen with you in your U-Haul cuz you’d rack up a lot of miles that you’d hafta pay for…

    Asymptotically Yours,
    /the rev

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