avoiding commerce

i need to go out today, unfortunately, and purchase some necessities, but am trying to figure out when the best time to do that will be. i figure the longer i wait, the less likely i will become completely frustrated with the masses of people out being good stewards of their funds and buying their christmas gifts early. me, the hassle is not worth the benefit, no matter how much money i might save. i have so little shopping energy anyway - combine that with the press of flesh today, and i'll be lucky to find what i need today without going crazy. will have to steel myself before i go out, maybe breathe a simple prayer.

was able yesterday to stay by my belief that i should only run when chased. i wavered back and forth between running and not running, but finally decided to walk out of fear that i would get halfway through the running route and be unable to run anymore and end up having to wait for the havens to come and pick me up off the cold, cold ground, frostbitten with icicles of frozen sweat covering my prone body. not the best way to begin a thanksgiving day. so i walked with marissa and josie, which was fun, though the wind about did us in. i'm glad i did it, though i was exhasted the rest of the day. so much for boosting my metabolism.

no surprises at dinner with the fam - turkey, noodles, potatoes (the first i've eaten since the beginning of school), stuffing, corn, pumpkin pie. ate enough at lunch that i didn't eat for the rest of the day (not real food, anyway). but the tryptophan and the turkey walk made me too sleepy to be social in the afternoon. i know, i know, it's part of the tradition. still, i felt bad.

did end up going out that night with the 'rents and seeing pride and prejudice. what can i say, i'm a sucker for jane. now i have never seen the much lauded colin firth version of the book, so i don't have anything to compare it with. and it's been too long since i read it to quibble about the adaptation. but i enjoyed it immensely. not having any preconceived notions of the story or the characters helped i think. a lot more humor (or is that humour?) than i anticipated. and the film was quite lovely to look at and not just because of kiera knightly and rosamund pike.

here's the thing - there was an actual *story* here. too mnay films i've seen lately have been disappointing because they lacked a sense of story - they were more moments loosely tied together without a strong semblance of wholeness. it's what was lacking in elizabethtown and walk the line and even shopgirl. and i wonder if this is a symptom of the times, the fragmented nature of our own stories. are we losing our ability to tell stories? have we become so concerned with moments that we have lost sight of the larger story around us? i fear we may have given up the grandeur of story for the immediacy of moments.

sorry, didn't mean to wax philosphical. let's pull this back down to its normal level, shall we?

i was wondering while watching the film which male character i was most like. i have an idea, but thought it might be fun to get other people's opinions. so, if you read my journal, i'd like you to take a low-tech poll:

which character from pride and prejudice is thurman most like?

A. Mr. Darcy
B. Mr. Bingley
C. Mr. Collins
D. Mr. Wickham
E. Mr. Bennet
F. Other _________________________

off to do something constructive. can't figure out if they will take my leaves again or not, but i might as well get them out of my backyard, if only so i can take the brownhouse's tarp back to them. more later perhaps.
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Tunes: rocket from the crypt - cancel christmas