The days are starting to blur together into a montage of movie theaters.
Day 3 we got our storyboard approved. And my video still sucks, but I'm getting better. I think.
I skipped the girls shorts (films) to see a documentary about the history of San Francisco as a gay city, which sounded interesting and I wanted to solicit the director, but it did not have Amber Benson in it. It was quite a disappointment. It was boring, shots of buildings with anecdotes narrated by voice-overs, the camera was so, so shaky, and the music was kind of trippy. . The whole thing made me want to put my head between my knees and cover my ears. Actually, I kind of did a few times.
Afterwards I tried to solicit the director, but he was squirrely. I managed to pin him down for a fime later that day, which led to some really messy phone calls trying to get my group together. On the way down, I called to say we were running a few minutes late. "That's okay. We could even do it another day if you wanted." Yes. Yes. Another day. Why did I not suggest this before? Because he was so squirrely I was afraid he was going to run away. But we're actually doing him today.
Day 4 we pushed the morning class meeting an hour earlier, because some of us (mostly me) wanted to see a film that was playing at nine. We almost did not make it, though, because that turned into the meeting where everyone talks about their feelings. Honestly, tell us we seriously need to check in, and that we should be responsible enough to take out our own trash, and it's all good. Don't spend an hour talking about how unappreciated you feel.
We literally ran to the Bunnies (quick like a bunny!) and made it with plenty of time to spare what with traliers and everything. I was in such a hurry I did not even grab tissues, so of course this was the first film to make me cry. There's just something about a fluffy animated bunny saying "I love my girlfriend" that makes me really happy. The part that made me lose it, though, was "Met a girl. Broke her tree. Now I feel bad" - "So fix it!" - "Fix it?" There's a quote from Margaret Atwood about why we cry at hapy endings - because we know they are impossible. It's just so simple and beautiful and perfect, like life never is! But it is in bunny world.
After that, though, and even during that, I started feelng like the odd kid out at the party. Which really shouldn't happen in San Francisco. But the people who went with me to see the Bunnies didn't want to see it because they thought a bunny with a chainsaw sounded like the coolest thing ever; they wanted to see it to gawk at how weird it was. And later I tried to get people to go out with me while I took footage of the street, but everyone had gone out for a birthday party th enight before, and was trying to do homework today. And then no one at all wanted to go to the animated shorts, instead seeing a movie with lots of gay sex where apparently it's not even simulated, they're actually having sex on camera. Too bad, because the shorts were fantastic. I just don't have anyone to talk about them with.
And it isn't even that everyone was busy; it's just that people kept saying yes and then changing their minds. None of them love me more than shopping. And really, we just met, and all our group cohesiveness is a mutually maintained illusion, because I don't actually know these people, but I like that illusion. I hope this doesn't turn into Marburg. This can't turn into Marburg. It's just a reminder to myself that Marburg is always with me.
At least the weather is nice today. Cloudy with a high of 62. No, seriously, I'm really excited. I'm in the mood for a dreary day, not in a sulky emo way; I find it soothing, sometimes.
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