Of Dreams and Kurt Cobain

Two days of updating in a row, wow. I'm impressed with myself.

I watched Equilibrium this morning, which is an absolutely fantastic movie. If you haven't seen it, you ought to. And I'm not summing up the plot for you. If you're too lazy to see the movie, I'm too lazy to ennable you. Anyway. In the movie one of the Clerics (who is commiting a sense offense, gasp!) reads a poem by Yeats, which I think is just so beautiful:

"Had I the heavens' embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver lights,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths,
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams."

Because aren't we all just treading on each others' dreams? I don't know, maybe I'm being a little to arts. But hey, take what you will.

Rabe, you should like this: in music class today, we listened to Nirvana, specificially "smells like teen spirit". And you know what? I liked it. I think Nirvana could grow on me. Thus, I may borrow some music at some point, Rabe. Although it was a little bit weird when the prof kind of teared up a bit when he was talking about Kurt Cobain's suicide. I mean, don't get me wrong, I'm sure it's sad...but I think we're a little removed for crying in a lecture about it. And then he started going on about how he thinks Courtney Love killed Cobain. It was a good class.

Anwho, work tonight. That's going to be faaaantastic. Really, who doesn't like working on a Friday night? Clearly not me, because that seems to be the shift I work all the time. Very tooly.