I was talking to a good friend of mine the other day and we were getting into a conversation about some of our favorite movies. We both agreed that the Graduate was honestly one of the best scripts ever written, that we could watch Harold and Maude over and over again, and that we'll always have a soft spot for Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. But then the bomb dropped... "oh hey I watched that uh, Royal Tenenbaums movie you lent me, and yeah I didn't like it. At all actually". I give a nervous laugh and reply, "Why not? Did you not get it or something?" "No, I just thought it was kind of dumb, pointless, not really funny, I was completely unimpressed. Hey, you want to go get some pizza down the street?" So many thoughts ran through my head, why didn't he like it? Did he not get it? Maybe if i had watched it with him like all the other films i would have been able to explain it or something, but he certainly isn't going to watch it again, so that chance is lost. So, the moment right before I would have a big smile on my face and agree that we should go get some pizza, it hit me, I was never more sure of anything in my entire life than what I thought right then... I will never, ever fall in love with this man. Is that shallow of me, or honestly stupid? I don't know I found it slightly strange myself. We had almost every other movie in the world in common yet there was one, just this one film that cured every doubt in my mind that we would ever be anything more than just friends (not that i particularly cared anyway). I don't think it was because he just disliked the movie, i can live with that, but the sheer idea that he didn't even want to discuss it with me, acknowledge that it was well written, just not his type of film, or ever willing to watch it again. God, im so weird, I have no idea why I'm even writing about this right now. It just seemed like such a momentous event to me at the time, that i can't seem to get it out of my head until I've splurged all of my thoughts on the issue. War is going on all over the world and I'm complaining about my friend not liking a movie. I'm such an ass.

I need more interesting stuff to write about. I'd always discuss love and my bitterness towards it, but I really don't feel like that now, especially since my most recent one has ended. On the bright side i guess, ill be skinnier within the next month. Life is all about tradeoffs, you know? Give up love, sex, and commitment, and well, you get skinnier. But more on that later I suppose. As of now, I need to sleep so i can go to work. I wished I had seen the Libertine instead of writing this stupid nonsense letter. I bet that would have been fun.

Tags: movies, realization, the royal tenenbaums
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