Film

I decided last minute that I would abandon responsibility and instead accompany Andrew and Tristan up to the Cleveland International Film Festival.  We left at 10 a.m. in the midst of rain and a tornado drill and arrived at the Twin Cinema with a crowd that stressed me out.  But the stress was shortlived as I saw Sparrow, Achilles and the Tortoise, and 8 Independent shorts (the best of which were Pig, Derailed, Retouches, and Out There).  The car ride home was full of stimulating discussion, and I was renewed with vigor for my current film endeavor.

decision?

I reluctantly drove to Belden Village during the worst time of the year in order to clock in and repair watches for eight hours.  All day I was looking forward to The Justin Project at muggs--which was all I had hoped.  Engaged in conversation that didn't completely (though at some points, inevitably) revolve around school/work, which was a wonderful relief.  At midnight, Erik stopped by--which was the first time I had seen him in at least two months--and we spent time visiting in that superficial way of knowing that there are more serious issues hidden beneath the surface that neither are going to acknowledge. 

strange assortment

wanted to try a new church this morning, but my roommate bailed and some unsureness on location and starting time made me change my mind.  watched a film, cleaned, did laundry in the afternoon, before going to the mexico mission trip reunion at Tlaquepaque, which was two-hours of loud, obnoxious fun. the evening was devoted to investigating the dense and complicated world of feminist film theory.

Heaven

Rough transcript of a conversation that happened earlier today, that Ann so nicely requested I post online so it's 'published.'

Mallory: I wish all of our conversations were transcribed so that then we could read them later and use them for forensics pieces.
Alyssa: Well, we'll get to read them all in the book of life.
M: And there's forensics in heaven?
A: Of course. It's heaven.
M: Although, I wouldn't want to go up against Gabriel, the messenger of God.
A: Right. "Oh no! Gabriel's in my next round! And Jesus is judging!!"

[time elapses]

A: Although, Paul's in my round after that, and we know he's not all that hot.
M: Right! I mean, his letters are so big they hardly fit in his book! And Peter's always speaking in tongues.
A: And that only works in program.