tonight we're gonna party like it's nineteen ninety-nine

I had class tonight, and we discussed the story that I churned out last Sunday. Overall, I felt that the feedback was fairly positive, but I want to go back and rework most of the story; I think that it suffered because I rushed through it, and there was a lot of depth and clarity that was missing because I didn't have time for extensive editing and scene-building. Anyway, there's only one more class this quarter, which is sad and hard to believe! Luckily I'm taking another class next quarter, so I should continue to write (even if I do procrastinate like I always did in college).

Other than class, nothing exciting happened today, although I did have a v. nice lunch with Alaska Matt. Yesterday was better; I skipped out of the office at lunchtime to meet Vidya for ramen in Mountain View, worked awhile longer, then saw 'Casinoe Roayle' with Oniel. I loved the movie; Daniel Craig makes an excellent Bond, and the flick had a surprising amount of emotional depth given that it's about a rather brutal killer/spy going about the business of killing and spying. Although I must say that he made the worst secret agent ever, considering that his disguise while following an African bombmaker consisted solely of a tropical-print shirt, and that he ignored his supposed cover so that he could proclaim himself as 'Bond, James Bond' everywhere he went. I still have a lot of affection for Sean Connery because he's so damned crazy, but I'm interested to see where the Bond franchise goes from here.

This weekend should be both entertaining and relaxing. My company's Christmas party is tomorrow night, but I don't really want to go; I'm going up to the city to see Vidya, and if we decide to go, we can head over, but otherwise I'll just play with her. I want to see Zach this weekend, since we haven't seen each other in awhile, and I want to spend a lot of the rest of the time writing. We'll see, though; right now I'm too tired to really think about making plans. That implies that I should go to bed before I fall asleep on the couch with my contact scratching away at my corneas; goodnight!