God Thinks I'm Abel

"This cigarette could be the one that starts the tumour" I told Hann as we loitered around the taxi stand at Shaw suffering from the confused post mortem effects of The Lake House. For those who haven't watched it, it's basically about a girl (i.e Bullock) who falls in love with a man (i.e emo Reeves) who lives 2 years behind her.They have this really weird,ci-fi x-files thing going on where when one puts the letter in the mailbox and lifts the flag up,the other gets it immediately...even though they live 2 years apart.I sat there totally confused and instead,tried to get lost in the romantic plot of the story,but between the manly biceps of Sandra and the constipated facial contortions of Keanu,I must admit...I wasn't feeling anything. What did strike me however,was the subtle concept of time being the ruler of all things. This was perfectly captured in the frequent allusions to Persuasion by Jane Austen.

Basically,the Lake House suggested that you could find the right person,but if it's at the wrong time, then it won't work. Also, it hinted at the mysterious workings of life where there is no way of planning where we're going or knowing we will end up, so pretending to do so is just futile and well,dumb. How one simple action can affect the rest of your life is also another concept woven into this confusing plot,very much in the style of Sliding Doors.

Moving on to less heavy,cerebral matters,I am proud to say that I have taken the first steps to getting a job. Yes,this has been met with amused,sarcastic remarks,especially since my brief hair-raising brush with office work that lasted all of one week last summer. But I'm on to better and more fun things now.I've learned I'm not cut out to be an office hermit so I've decided to take up a job as a shop assistant at this guys clothing store either in Far East or Pacific Plaza (more details later).The latter shop's assistants were racing electronic cars outside and it did look like wicked fun so I decided to take my chances and plead for a job. I've got an interview on thursday now... I'm scared.... what if they don't like me... I know nothing about guy's clothes! oh well.. we'll see what happens and if I live to play with electronic cars outside a guys boutique store.