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Aug. 17th, 2005 04:44 pmI'm going to see Black Narcissus tomorrow at the National Film Theatre. It's a film from 1947 about hysterical nuns living in the Himalayas. Anybody up for coming to see it with me? It starts at 18:10. I won't be able to hang out beforehand (because of work) or afterwards (because I'll be heading to Victoria Bus Station to pick up my friend Henrique.) But the company in the theatre will be much appreciated.
I'm feeling slightly nauseous right now; it might be the heat. I fell asleep early last night, then woke up a few hours later with Kevin playing monkey tricks on me. This morning, I heard Siouxsie and the Banshees "Christine" on the radio while I wrote in my paper journal. It reminded me of Hong Kong's Summer of 1996: working in Carrefour's office in the business quarter (in one of the city's tallest skyscrappers), dying my long hair black, wandering around lunch time by myself, with Siouxsie on my walkman and businessmen all around me. On the weekends, we'd take ecstasy or acid, smoke hash or pot... and loads of drinks of course. It was my first Summer after university; I still hadn't come out of the closet and I still hadn't kissed any boys yet (though I'd gone plenty of times by then to gay clubs in Montreal.) I find Siouxsie and the Banshees songs perfect for hot summer days.
I'm feeling slightly nauseous right now; it might be the heat. I fell asleep early last night, then woke up a few hours later with Kevin playing monkey tricks on me. This morning, I heard Siouxsie and the Banshees "Christine" on the radio while I wrote in my paper journal. It reminded me of Hong Kong's Summer of 1996: working in Carrefour's office in the business quarter (in one of the city's tallest skyscrappers), dying my long hair black, wandering around lunch time by myself, with Siouxsie on my walkman and businessmen all around me. On the weekends, we'd take ecstasy or acid, smoke hash or pot... and loads of drinks of course. It was my first Summer after university; I still hadn't come out of the closet and I still hadn't kissed any boys yet (though I'd gone plenty of times by then to gay clubs in Montreal.) I find Siouxsie and the Banshees songs perfect for hot summer days.
