I just watched mystic river... surprisingly good, and deals with a lot of themes for a show with a relatively simply premise.
Also talked to parents about surprisingly liberal stuff. Which only makes you wonder why they always had to uphold conservatism. I guess its all about roles.

Its also pretty scary how much I have to say that I don't. There are so many people around me who'd listen to me, but as I have probably said so many times before I always do censor myself (but isn't that stating the obvious who doesn't) but I just feel that above all else, what would be nice would be someone who listens, listens, listens, but that's impossible because people have to talk. and it's different from interior monologue because you only have yourself to bore. so in that sense i know it probably is impossible for there to be someone you can share everything with because even if that person existed i still probably wouldn't say anything.

after new year i guess has been a season to follow resolutions. i've done quite well recently, although its not exactly in the way i intended. for example, 'listen to people's well meaning advice' became something quite else because i didn't really be specific. i listened to what people were trying to tell me maybe one, two years ago. haha. and i forget little things from time to time.

i've always believed stories made you a better person. it's never really black and white, but in a story, you see a character you particularly like, and wanna be like em.

i was asked who's my most artistic friend and i guess it's chan lek. even though he's the most scientific guy. hehe. but he can see through it.

Wanting to be listened. Like James Joyce, who has so much to say, and i'm nsure never did quite finish saying it all even though he penned his thoughts as they are(did he really?). He was trying to tell a story.

I remember a lot of shit, like events, places things, and i'm a hoarder. I keep books, photos and stuff. I remember presenting stuff for gp. virgil, dido and aeneas, about how i only know the rough idea because ultimately i don't have an interest in greek literature. its probably just enough to know who they were. i'm sure professors of literature will have gleaned some special insight though.

like ulysses, the joycean variety. you could probably do without half the book. a lot of the sentences have no direct bearing on the plot. it's impossible obscure, i could never understand it without a guide. be honest. joyce is not one of the 10 greatest men in the world. not even in literature's top 10, because he never really inspires people in the way some other writers can reach out to a mass audience.

maybe it's the little things you learn about him and his books. hardly my favourite author, (in fact probably what woolf said about him is right. juvenile prattle.) but he thinks about pretty interesting stuff. in dubliners, the priest dropping his chalice.
in portrait of a young man, his fears of catholicism and eternal damnation, and interestingly, through it all, his vocabulary restrained. the story of creation retold in the first page.

ulysses, then, which would be shameless showboating. but there's still a nice story. and work done, to figure out which chapter is which, the parallels, the small things, the humour. being given a footjob by a cripple. and orgasm in the end with another man, but loving the same one.

it's really about love. about the day he met nora probably, or the day that he got his first handjob on his date or something.
all captured. all the effort, probably, the only way a neurotic guy could thank his wife because he was poor too.

and joses, liking finnegan's wake, which is even worse cause you have to read it aloud so i never read it. and a circular story. compelling. "riverrun from eve and Adam, from swerve of shore to bend of bay." he was an influence on a lot of writers today, i thinking up dream, half-nonsensical stuff.

it's an interesting footnote. just for interest. in the end life goes on.