Or maybe I'm wrong. About Jeni, that is. And so the semi-continuing saga goes as such: After agonizing all week about calling Jeni, I finally sucked it up and called her, inviting her to a movie with me and Mike, and since I was leaving this on her voice mail I also added that the next night I would be going to Nick's with friends (Jay and Sara), and she was welcome there, too. I procrastinated as long as possible going to the movie with Mike, but eventually we made it to the theatre with no call from Jeni. We were almost halfway through 25th Hour when my phone vibrated. It was Jeni! But alas, she already had plans both that night and the next, so she would not be able to join me in my escapades. Not to worry, though. She thanked me for inviting her anyway and said that another time might be better.
That was a week ago. My friends and I have argued over the fact that I refuse to call her. I say that it would make me feel like I'm stalking (or pushing) her, but they say I have a right, if not a responsibility, to call her again. It may have even been implied that I'm hiding behind my excuses because I'm really just too shy. And I wouldn't argue against that, but I still say that if she were actually interested, I will get a phone call from her. My argument is that if she really is interested, then she will call when she has the time, and me calling her will not change that. She still has my book, but I have no plans of calling her for it until after school is out. As I see it, this will be the best opportunity for her to have extra time, if she so chooses.
Or maybe I'm just getting my hopes up for nothing.
Meg Ryan is on the cover of two magazines that we sell at the hotel. I don't care if she's 41 years old, she is very attractive (again, it's the eyes, I think). I cut out two pictures of her from the respective magazines to give to Sara to aid her in her "poster" project for me. She had already planned on making me a Julianne Moore poster to go along with the two Madonna posters she made me for Christmas, but I've pushed for the Meg Ryan poster (what is it with me and 40-year-old women?). I can't wait!
The current war in Iraq has pushed some deep feelings about my country, government, and previous military service to the forefront of my mind. While I was initially against a war in Iraq (I didn't understand the need for it, really), once it became apparent that it was going to happen, my feelings changed to patriotism, more supporting the troops than the government pushing the impending war. Then when the fighting actually started, I began feeling guilty about not being there with fellow soldiers. I guess it was mainly because I had spent four years of my life training to be in that situation and never got to deliver. It's not that I want to kill people, or die for a cause that I'm not sure is just, but because I'd want to be there with the other soldiers, fighting for their lives as they would fight for mine. I'm seriously thinking about joining the Reserves (even though the chances that I'd get sent over to fight in the war are almost zero). I've started a diet and workout regiment so I can do so, and I'm using this time to contemplate what I really want to do.
Even though I don't think that the reasons given for this war are enough to warrent such a use of force, I do believe that afterwards, the world will be a better place. Many, if not most, of the world's nations will thank the U.S. government for ridding the planet of such a tyrrant as Saddam Hussein (albeit privately). I ignore the idea that this war is to free the people of Iraq from a dictator of 24 years, as there are many countries around the world that is just as bad at civil liberties (China, Ethiopia, etc.), but you won't see any U.S. military presence in those countries any time soon, however I do think the Iraqi people will be better off once this conflict is over. But those are just my opinions.
My "experiment" with moving in with Joe has turned out better than I expected, with only my lack of monetary funds (after paying him is relatively high rent) being the resounding negative aspect (the fact that the bathroom doesn't have any doors is something I've learned to deal with). I can't see living with him for a long period of time, though, nor do I think he would like that much, anyway. I have no doubt that he's only letting me stay there to get my rent. Not that I'm upset about that. We both need something that the other person has, so this is a mutual relationship. I'm still looking to get an apartment with Lori and/or Ryan. The accomodations will be much nicer (I'll actually have a shower that I'll use) in an apartment, and probably (hopefully) cheaper. I'd really like to get a three bedroom apartment like the one(s) they have at Castle Point and live with both of them (that way all three of us are happy), but it doesn't look like that's going to happen. Oh well. Shit happens.
-Tony
Movie Mini-Review: Phone Booth starring Colin Farrel and Kiefer Sutherland. Only eighty-one minutes long, but well worth the price of popcorn. To the point: not a great movie, but definitely entertaining. I was constantly trying to figure out "How's this guy going to get out of this?" right up until the ending. The "trick" ending was a little cliche, but I think the alternative (if you don't count any bizarre endings) would have just pissed me off (I won't give it away--hopefully you'll just know what I'm talking about when you see it). Colin Farrell's accent is a bit annoying, but it never comes close to ruining the movie. I would expect more funny moments in a tense thriller like this, but it wasn't so tense that comedic relief was ever necessary. Sidenote: A crying Colin Farrell is an entertaining Colin Farrell. (7.5/10)