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A group of people who miss the same imaginary place.

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So, today was Garden State day.  The soundtrack was so amazing, the Remy Zero song was on of my favorites from Villa Elaine.  The movie was powerful, wonderful, sweet, and sour all at once.  Braff was amazing in a role that was different from J.D. on Scrubs.  Ian Holm was stunning, Natalie Portman reminded me a lot of her role in Beautiful Girls.  

One of the major themes was of finding home.  I can really identify with that, so some parts of the movie made my heart ache.  All in all, I’d have to say that the movie helped me to put some of the looser ends of my existance into perspective, which is always nice.

My laptop’s auction is over, leaving me with enough money for a sizeable yarn bender, so unless something freakish happens, Thursday I’ll be hitting up some of the yarn stores in town in hopes of building my stash.  I seem to keep being bored with things, as I have mostly abandoned the second basket-case sock and the scarf, and begun another pair of socks.  Nothing picture-worthy at the moment, just an inch or so of 1×1 ribbing.  Hopefully more tomorrow night.

Photo from MovieCityNews.com

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