“The world is a tragedy to those who feel, but a comedy to those who think.” — Horace Walpole (This quote is on some tea bag label.)
Evidently, the majority do not share my interpretation of the above quote: that life is suffering and thus all we feel is tragedy; and that, when you think about it, life is a big joke anyway. I still don’t think my friends’ interpretation makes any sense.
Aside from the falling asleep utterly alone and contemplating the insignificance of our short lives, things are looking up, kind of:
- Watching Never Let Me Go completely destroyed me emotionally and mentally for 3 days. I don’t know why I watch these depressing movies when I know I’ll just be depressed and sad for a long time afterward. A lot of critics disliked the muted emotional style that leads to suppressed empathy for the protagonists, but I thought it was brilliant. Maybe only introverts understand that inability to express emotions despite so desperately wanting to, or maybe it’s just me. Is it pathetic that I relate to this movie more than any other? Spoiler alert: it’s like the story of my life: life sucks, and then you die.
- Stanford WVB lost to Cal. Sad times.
- Saw the Saturday evening show of Ballet San Jose’s Giselle. Damn Groupon making me spend all my money. I thought it was decent, but not exceptional. For me, Alexsandra Meijer’s Giselle was just missing something in Act I (too happy? maybe it was the production itself?), although in Act II she was pretty good. The Act II lighting was also way too bright, and Amy Marie Briones’ Myrtha, while technically okay, was not convincingly and coldly dominant (at least compared to Sofiane Sylve’s). On the other hand, Nick’s dog Tasha made an appearance as the most well-groomed hunting dog ever, so that was pretty awesome. Although I do feel a little jealous that she was onstage in a ballet performance before me.
- Speaking of which, how did I get conscripted into Nutcracker? Now I have no free time on Saturdays until December. I guess I don’t have anything better to do, but still… there are so many kids in it, it’s pandemonium, albeit a very balletic pandemonium. Reminder: come October, run away after classes faster.
- Why is it so hard to work with dates and times in R? I feel like all this crap should be a lot easier to do. Or maybe I’m just getting dumber by the day.
- Fantasy basketball starts tomorrow. I am excited. I went model-less this year because I was too lazy to create one, although my nominal excuse will be that I couldn’t find any projections data. It was a pretty harrowing experience doing the draft without the model, but hopefully things worked out somewhat okay. All my hopes lie in Wade and Granger staying healthy. And there’s always fantasy superstar Josh Childress. I hope he doesn’t stay injured too long.
Life is one giant mess. I only hope it sorts itself out.
- Another good friend is getting married soon. To say that I feel a little behind in the whole finding someone bit is the understatement of the day. But what’s stopping me, self loathing and risk aversion?
- Ballet San Jose had a Groupon today for season tickets. Way to make me waste $100. My credit card bills seem to always be higher than I would like.
- I feel like I’m manic depressive at ballet. The highs and lows come so fast. I hope this recent burst of enthusiasm doesn’t flame out too quickly. Eventually I’ll get you, double pirouette, just you see.
- What I really need are some focused goals for my life, but I hesitate to make them.
- I’m still sad that Stanford lost to Oregon. Now I’m voting for Oregon to sweep so they can go to the BCS championship. But Pac 10 teams always know how to choke for a game. Stanford is still looking pretty strong. I did have a dream that we lost to USC, though. On the other hand, the score was like 165-144, so what do my dreams know about football?
- Stanford WVB is still cruisin’. I’m a bit sad that I can’t go watch more games this season. Excited that the seniors (Ailes, Klineman, Lichtman) have a shot at the championship this year, now that the Penn State juggernaut has finally become… vincible. Still have to get through the Pac 10 gauntlet, though.