May 17, 2012
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maybe things are turning around. i thought we aren't getting anymore caracara oranges. stopping my a grocery store after a long delayed trip to the dmv to renew my driver's license, i picked up a bag of oranges (and a pack of rafaello in all its exquisite coconut goodness) on the first of the two mental health days off.
may is still not treating me nicely but i did something pretty good. i bought a nook. i was so against e-readers for a long while, adamant that books should be read off papers as organic experiences (i can picture my scientist brother shuddering at the mention of the word). what sold me out to the e-reader was that i'd be able to borrow library books for free sans germs. oh and the ease of newspaper reading without the piling them up for recycling.
after finish reading the brothers karamazov over a span of a year, i ironically renewed my interest in russian novels. i happily downloaded war and peace to my nook, knowing that i don't have to lug around over a thousand pages to enjoy it.
war and peace brings me back to one of my earliest memories. my parents took my brother & me out to a busy night scene in seoul in the early 80s. we had dinner then to my surprise we went to a movie theatre to watch, you guessed it, war and peace. i don't remember anything except a chubby man with glasses and the blithely dancing girl who may or may not have been audrey hepburn. i remember being bored and whining to my dad who kept repeating the movie will be over soon, it's almost done. and it was the first time in my life that i came home after midnight, which threw cold chills of excitement through my bones.
maybe i'll netflix war and peace. but then, i don't think netflix has old movies, i couldn't find the elephant man. oh may.
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