it's 9:18 pm, on March 21, 2014 - flesh wound, reprise.

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spoiler zone for the vee mars movie: basically if we couldn't get her at the FBI, slowly working through a positive way in which to pursue her compulsion to know things, I'll sure as hell take this.

things I disagree with from reviews:

a. that people are always so different at thirty than they are at 18 that they won't make the same self-destructive decision. honey bunch, many of us constantly make the same self-destructive decisions, are the same people, and are stubborn enough not to change all that much.

b. that she was giving up a huge life in new york - she didn't seem that excited about the job, and constantly put it down; all being a lawyer seemed to represent to her was the chance to pay off the money she owed. Losing her boyfriend (of one year), yes, that's a choice she made. but all her friends were still in southern california, from the looks of it. She went to Stanford, in California. it didn't seem like she had all that many roots out east, so moving home, where her dad and her friends were, well.

...maybe that's it? mostly i'm taking huge umbrage at the insinuation that there aren't people who'd make the exact same decision ten years later because let me tell you, sugar, there are. some of us are actually compulsive enough to always want to jump. you manage the compulsion to wreck havoc on your life the best you can, and in ten years, hopefully you've found some strategies to not lose everything.

maybe not, though: case in point.

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