Black; whisper.

[crows]

Bad night. So, watched Donnie Darko for the first time ever, with a friend. What a strange piece of cinema.

Driving home just now, the world is so heavy with snow. The street lights reflect orange off the hazy sky and then orange off the snow and everything is ghostly and silent.

Listened to that song, White Winter Hymnal by Fleet Foxes that altzen sent me. (<3). It seemed appropriate to the mood and the short drive.

I'll tell you. Walking alone through the cavernous dark and quiet of my house hasn't been that creepy in a good long time. Keep, something... corner of my eye.. something...

I'm very tired. I have to be up in less than a few hours for the so, so much work that needs to be done. Cheers.

Comments

[tokimi.livejournal.com]

It's pretty weird that you and I both only just recently saw Donnie Darko.

[incommune.livejournal.com]

I know, right? And for being a film that a great many people I know talk about, I had zero awareness of what it was about or what happened in it. Like none at all.

[wild-eagle.livejournal.com]

That's one of those movies where you feel just a little bit more insane for having watched it. Fight Club is another good example.

[incommune.livejournal.com]

A great many things make me feel just a bit more insane for having interacted with them. <3

[williamlee.livejournal.com]

You and I differ in taste on many things (we've discussed to humorous length) and, let me tell you, Donnie Darko leaves a foul taste in my mouth that I can only liken to overly self-absorbed hipsters or gothic kids who want so desperately to mean more to the world than they allow themselves to.

Love you anyways.

(PS: Next time we catch each other online; I've got nonstories and music for you.)