I just met a hippie boy named Corey who walked me home, because a semi-creepy guy who semi-creepily hit on me at a neighborhood bar last night was parked in his mini-van near my building, and I didn't want him to see where I lived or see me go home alone. So this boy Corey, when he saw me sitting alone at Argo Tea, asked what I was up to and when I explained offered to walk me home. He is 22 and has been cris-crossing the country via trains for 4 years, working odd jobs here and there. Today he spent hours holding up a cardboard sign that said "I Love You" on Broadway, no donations please.
Life is just full of interestingness lately.
I saw Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix and I loved Luna Lovegood. I'm contemplating re-reading books five and six before the big book 7/Deathly Hallows release a week from tomorrow night. But I'd have to press pause on my two current books, Cross Country and Watership Down.
It's okay, Harry Potter is worth it.
I need to do laundry and clean tomorrow because a friend is coming to visit from LA for the weekend and my apartment is kind of messy and I am kind of out of clothes. This part is not so interesting. Good night!
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I still haven't read Order of the Phoenix, so I went in to the movie with a more open mind than with previous ones. Azkaban annoyed the HELL out of me, not only with its deviations from the book, but with its additions that just wasted valuable screen time. This time I had no idea what was missing from the book, and I enjoyed it a great deal more. I still don't know who exactly the movies are made for, though. They leave out too much from the books to be a decent adaption, and they are too tied down to the books to be a decent movie.
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