Something Sweetly Follows
I was at the union over on campus buying books. Buying books may just be my least favorite part of going to school. You're forced to pay a whole lot of money for something that you don't really want in the first place. It's a racket, with more than one professor getting rich in the process. Anytime you have a class where the book is written by the professor you know you're in trouble.
It was during this that a girl came up and said hi to me. I couldn't place her for the first moment, but it was Diana. This came as something as a shock. Last anyone had heard she was still in D.C, going to school. She hasn't been. She's been here in Ann Arbor for the last couple years. We had coffee, beer and dinner while we got caught up. It was nice to see her. The last time we had talked was not good - it was downright ugly. Three years was more than long enough to heal those wounds though, now I just have to see if I can get her to come jam with Jon and I.
After Diana left, Sarah came over and we tried again to make the volcano cake. We had a volcano this time, but the cake was just a little too big. It left us with a lot of lava and not enough cake. I think the next try will be perfect. I'm also thinking that we might need a finer flower, as the lava is still a bit grainy.
Lost In Translation is one of my favorite movies. In the past I've felt the movie was about feeling disconnected, being alone while surrounded by people. When I watched it last night with Sarah, I though it was about being connected to someone when you least expect it. Perhaps the best thing one can say about that movie is that it changes as you do. Anyone can tell the tale of boy meets girl, love, and marriage. But to tell a story about everyone without being about anyone is much more powerful.