| Wednesday, October 17, 2001 |
 | Oh, and I finally got around to seeing Amelie , which is almost impossible to dislike. OK. the artlessness of the characters is occasionally and with hindsight a little bit artificial, but it so successfully sweeps you along and generates so much goodwill that it's hard to hold it against. Also, "Lady Di" in French sounds really funny.
I think I was in just the right mood to see it, which probably helps. Do you ever have a terrible day - you feel lousy, you are being pulled in about seven different directions at once at work, you really just want to curl up somewhere and sleep but can't justify it to yourself - which suddenly snaps right around? The catalyst in this case was meeting Abigail and seeing somebody with the coolest pink hair, and suddenly I was in that floaty happy mood where everybody is just really pretty. Not in a filthy way, but just lots more people than usual look like you might want to hang out with them. It's very cool. On the way home, passing two young women discussing how much they loved Joihn Cusack, it was only a sense of propriety that stopped me from joining in, and then perhaps singing a little loving John Cusack song.
I think nigiri-sushi has a narcotic effect on me.
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