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| 08.29.04 (11:49 am) [edit] |
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On Saturday I decided to go to San Francisco. I went and parked at the best place to park in that area, $5 all day (weekends). The temporary Stienhart aquarium, practically in Moscone Center, is really small. It doesn't have anything else in it; no dinosaur bones, walk-through stuffed Serengetti diorama or planetarium. I didn't expect it to.  My favorite part of the aquarium wasn't there, the fish roundabout. What do fish think that are caught in something like that? That they are in a race? Are they looking for something? Every once in awhile you'd see one going the opposite way, he thinks he's a rebel. There were several bigger tanks, like the penguin one, and a large coral reef (I don't remember how many times around there I heard, "Look mommy! Dory!")  I bring this up because what little kids do (plus it's funny how excited they get about everything) is the plaster themselves, limbs spread against the glasses like a big suction cupped Garfield doll. It's like, "Is that really necessary?" I got an idea for this movie that I maybe want to do someday (I say maybe because the more I read the story, the more verbal and sort of pointless? no, things in it just happen simply because, "It's magic and we say so"). Whatever. Anyway, there are these flashlight fish. They live in the dark, and they have these little marks right under their eyes like a football player to help them see in the dark.  But you can't see the fish, at least not in the tank. The tank is completely dark. All you see are these evil-looking glowing green slanty eyes flashing on and off.  (like this but without the pupils). I saw that and I thought, for an underwater scene, where something evil lives to have all these lights that look like evil eyes would be a great effect. And it could make sense because they actually are fish.  Then I went to the Marina Green at Fort Mason (getting there would have taken a lot less time if I had just figured out when 3rd street turned into Kearny a helluva lot sooner so that I could turn onto Geary). I walked around at the Marina green, which I love. (It was a gorgeous day in SF, but the view of the bridge was just like this but totally opposite). It's my favorite place in that city. I can't say why exactly. Perhaps it is just because it's by the water, it's pretty on a clear day, it is just beyond all the tourist crap in Pier 39/Fisherman's Warf/all those other uppity shopping places up there. I just love it. If it weren't for the traffic and the fact that all those houses are death traps when a big earthquake hits, I would want to live there. (On the other hand, all those houses look relatively new compared to the rest of the residential areas because they are only about 15 years old). I wished I could have been there relaxing with Jeremy, in my favorite place. From there, I walked to Ghirardelli Square. I bought a cookie at the chocolate place the size of a McDonald's burger, but more filling, more expensive, and fresh, walked back to my car, and went home.  I went to Blockbuster and rented Monster and Fargo which I've never seen before and have wanted to for some time. But when I go to the rental place, i either forget or I get something else. I liked Fargo. For some reason it wasn't as bloody as I thought it would be. (Maybe, compared to Kill Bill...). But it was very amusing. I got Monster now because, knowing my mother, I would want to rent it in Sacramento sometime, and I would give it to her to take care of, and she would say, "Ew! You want to reant that?!" I hate people who assume that just because they are awake at some ungodly hour, so must the rest of the world. My mom's mom would call at 8:00 am on a weekend, is the reason the ringer is off in my bedroom at home. My aunt Mary gets up at 4 or 5:00 everyday, even weekends (which I don't understand). And goes to bed about 8 or 9. If that's what she wants to do, I won't pretend to understand it. However, I will not knock her for it. However, what I do not understand is why she has, on multiple occassions, called me at ungodly hours like 6:45, 6:30, or 7:05 this morning. I woke up and thought, "What's that song? It sounds very familiar. That's my cell phone! Crap." I figured it was one of 3 people. Jeremy (but being functional at 9:00 CDT, if it's not necessary isn't his thing), my dad, (why would he call me so early unless it was an emergency?) or my aunt. I didn't answer the phone in time. But it said, "One missed call...Mary's Cell" (Dumb bitch, I thought half awake). Fortunately I was able to get back to sleep. I'm going to interview for that job tonight. I don't know if I get it if I'll take it or not. It depends on scheduling and stuff. But right now, I am going to go the gym, because I know it is open until 4:00 today. So I am going to get dressed, and go over there now! Current Mood:  Quite warm
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