I’m watching the end of Elektra and texting that guy back. I’ve never arranged to meet anyone that I’ve met on a night out before so this is quite new to me. Elektra just finished, as well, which is kind of annoying because it’s one of those odd films that I like watching even though the quality isn’t fantastic. It has some good songs on, though. An example of this would be Wonder by Megan McCauley. I get into quite a lot of artists because I hear their tracks on films, to be honest.
Films and books are like glucose and sugar. This may be one of my long and weird analogies. I apologise if it bores you but please feel free to bear with me. Films are like glucose because it’s an already broken down version of sugar that just sinks straight through into your blood stream whereas books are sugar. When you read a book there can be layer upon layer of subtext and sub plots and stuff that happens or is said that you need to remember later on to piece it all together. That’s why it’s sugar. There are grains of it scattered throughout the book that you need to put together to make the final sugar cube. And it takes longer to digest than glucose does. Basically, films are story telling in a hurry. Books are story telling that takes its time to let you digest everything. When I write down stories, I spend my time visualising them as a film. I’m pretty good at it. The problem is that I sometimes have trouble with the film stills. What I mean by that is that describing the rooms and places where events take place is sometimes quite hard. I don’t do it in as much detail as I should, which means that I have to slow it down and freeze the frame to describe everything in crystalline detail.
Anyway, I went to the doctors today (incidentally, here’s a Doctor Who chat up line for you: Trust me… It’s bigger than it looks) but my appointment had been made with a nurse. And apparently this nurse couldn’t answer the questions I had about being tested for bi-polar disorder or discalculia. It’s really annoying, especially as I was made to wait a lot longer than I was supposed to be there. The worst bit was that I got there early to ensure I made it for the appointment. So that wasted my time.
(Lyrics in the title are from Wonder by Megan McCauley)
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