listening to hail to the theif is gay for me

today i watched a french new-wave film. I like this reality/stylistic approach to filmmaking....the overly long takes and scenes...which may be painful for some, were kind of a relief from the rapid fire editing of today. Although the movie was french spoken, and a little hard to 'escape' or 'sink' into, the 'real' style of the directing and script made it easier. The story was that of a bastard child who gets in a lot of trouble and consistently is running away from these troubles, which usual consist of him trying to do something right but having a misunderstanding with an adult about it...........the film ends oddly, but ofcourse metaphorically, as he is shown running for about five minutes.....and then comes to a beach. And then the credits roll......
i was impressed with the ballsiness of it....since its from a very strict time period. (50s or 60s)
anyways....ive put forth my best effort to stop smoking so much in the past 3 days.....hopefully i can make it all week......i will see how my will power does this weekend. You never think you are that addicted, until you see people doing it and cant think of anything reasons why not to do it. Its not so bad yet though. Ive felt very unhealthy over the past few months....and im thinking smoking is the reason.....but perhaps its just drinking and im fucked still.
Today i went to eat at a mexican restaturant....in which a group of intoxicated to the core, obese people offered me booze. After i refused a few times, they placed two margaritas on our table and peer pressured us into drinking them. And i did a little.......then, presumably because we didn't drink "enough", they offered to pay for our entire meal, and i let them. Before i left, a couple from the group took to the unisex bathroom together and obviously fucked for an indeterminate amount of time....because after twenty minutes i went home...it was gross to think about. Overall experience was positive but the dish i ordered was terrible.....This is the third time in my life a stranger has paid for something i was going to buy.

The weekend with friends was swift, but very fun. When with my closest friends.....there are no pity-laughs. And i like that.