more almodovar

HELLO!! i've wasted SO MUCH TIME ONLINE today! i really think i need an intervention, a 12 step program, something. i just can't stop checking my email every hour or so. i'm so behind and really needed to WORK today to catch up, and i didn't at all! all i got done was cutting out the skirt pieces for the rear window dress. i went down to the costume shop to use there tables, but only got the skirts cut out before ch called- we'd made plans. my whole day, wasted! all i do is lie in bed and eat chocolate and read young adult novels. it's so so pitiful. anyway, ch and i met at a new mexican restaurant. he'd gone there with a friend, and said the food was much better than upstairs, though expensive, and the drinks were twice as good for only a dollar more.

it was this totally charming place- the front doors were elaborately carved wood, and the chairs were leather with paintings- ours had a line drawings of diego rivera girls with sunflowers. my drink was yummy, and the salsa was excellent, chips fresh, while waiting for ch. now, when ch orders his margarita without looking at the menu, the waiter asks, big or small? and ch says, big. well, this is what he got.


it was kind of hard to have a serious conversation with that on the table. 48oz. a pitcher is only $2 more. my goddess.

anyway, we had 2 tapas plates to share and the food was SO GOOD. probably the best mexican food i've ever had. we'll have to take my mom when she comes. (in, um, a week? how did that happen?) so after that, we're waiting for the train to the music box, and my phone rings- it's christopher. i decide to ignore it, cause i'm with ch, and i gaze across the platform- to see christopher with his bicycle. so i answer my phone, and we talk across the platform. it's really really funny. to talk on the phone to someone, but be able to see their facial expressions. but then our train came, and ch and i were off to see flower of my secret.

it was quite a good one, i liked it. really good cinematography theme of shooting through fabric, etc. a technique he kept using over and over that i loved- the camera pans across the blinds, with the light coming in- then the focus changes and we're looking through the blinds, into the playground out the window. almodovar's movies are great stories, with wonderful characters, which is what i usually notice and enjoy about a movie. but his are such visual treats. as the man walks across the room to open the door, the camera follows him, but goes to the dining room instead, which has an orange wall with a round cutout we can peek through to see the man behind the beaded curtain opening the door... it just builds. plus, there's this scene with the village women tatting this AMAZING LACE. they have hundreds of bobbins they are throwing back and forth, and singing, and the pins are beautiful, and the clacking is this beautiful noise, and i want to learn to tat. it's like number 2 on my list of 100 goals.

but now- work tomorrow, circus school tomorrow night. i just want to get this dress done so i can stop worrying about it. oh and the bowling ball bags. goddess, i can't forget about them.