The great thing about living in a town full of old retirees is that they never go to movies. So me and the 4 or 5 other people under 30 who live here never have to worry about the cinema being packed.

Which meant I was able to go see "The Passion of the Christ" this afternoon, and I was practically alone in the theater. Which is great when you are coughing/hacking your head off, because then no one tells you to shut the fuck up or leave.

The movie was good, except my parents have consistently ignored my religious teaching all my life, so I didn't know what the hell was going on. It took me a good 10 minutes to figure out which one Jesus was. And the apostles, god forbid they wear name tags, for chrissakes!

The movie was bloody and gory and disgusting, and a good 35 minutes was devoted to showing Jesus carrying the cross, dropping the cross, falling to the ground, getting up, picking up the cross, carrying the cross, dropping the cross, bla, bla, bla bla bla ... I know it's an important part of the story, but for us idiots who've never been to church, it gets really old, really fast.

So yeah.

I also heard the shoes Allison Krauss is going to be wearing at the Oscars are worth 2 MILLION DOLLARS. For a pair of shoes. God damn. I know Allison Krauss, I've grown up with my mom playing her songs in the car, and I had no idea she was the kind of person who wore glitzy diamond-encrusted 2 million dollar shoes. I want 2 million dollar shoes. Unfortunately I am stuck with my 2 dollar shoes. (Okay, maybe a little more, but you get my point)

I had a music theory class this morning, so tomorrow will be the first day of vacation I officially get to sleep in. That will be fun.

See you later then.