arrived at lax's union station round 7pm-ish this past saturday and gave in to the silly impulse of spending some time under the half dome. the night sky turned the glass panes opaque and showed off all the geometric engravings. they turned off the fountain at night (way to save electricity n water so cal!) so the long wave-shaped aquarium literally glowed blue-purple in the semi-darkness. i liked having the place to myself and hearing rich tones from the echoes of my footsteps. it's a strange, heavy feeling to be alone in a place where there're usually bustling crowds and busy intentions. stole a few moments in the snake fountain court yard where, for some reason, the yellow lights cast on the pillars reminded me of that one place where cameron diaz and ben stiller had dinner at in there's something about mary. that didn't make the place any less satisfying to stand around in...the snake fountain pours water down rather than pounds. adds to the atmostphere quite a bit.
the so-called highlight of the weekend can be stripped down to one single incident: while talking to min-ru near the door of a starbucks (we was waiting for our orders), i gesticulated per my usual penchant for melodrama and promptly knocked something like three coffee drinks onto a european lady. all over her sweater-type thing and hers and my shoes. i felt really bad and immediately apologized, offered to pay for the spilled drinks and etcetra. what got me into disliking all of man-kind (oh once again) was that she gave me a rather dirty look and said "yes, you should. you can buy me [insert list of frou-frou coffee drinks]." you know, i really was sorry and i still am. at the same time, i really did not see her and it was a complete accident...one of those shitty things that just happen in city-life. sucks yieah...and so? the world did not stop spinning and we did not crash into another planet. really. if the roles had been reversed, i would seriously have just brushed it off if the offender was contrite. which i was. why the attitude to make someone feel even worse? thank goodness the other customers waiting in line were less pissy...a lady and guy helped me trash the ruined drinks. and to give starbuck's its due, one of their baristas was super-kind: asked if i was okay, asked if the euro lady was okay, offered to remix all our drinks (i told him i was cool since i was still waiting for my order when the spill occurred), took the euro lady to the back so she can use wet towels n soap, etcetra etcetra. i met the lady again at the wait-counter and offered her cash to pay for dry-cleaning. she didn't take the money but mumbled something else to the extent of you still owe me blah blah blah man this sucks. i can sympathize with the man this sucks bit but the you still owe me crap is annoying.
but anyways. cest la vie, no? why....no is exactly per my current mood.
would've loved to watch rotk with min-ru on saturday. there's a great deal of satisfaction in sharing geek experiences with fellow appreciators of the genre. for one thing, i feel less silly when expounding on my love for isengard, boromir, and how boromir delivers that one line about the white towers of ecthelion in fotr. for another, there's someone else equally enthusiastic about the charms of one (hothothot!) faramir guy. i'm wondering if i should go down to sd again solely for the purpose of watching rotk with her. how dorky eh.
train ride was great even if i didn't get much of a view on the ride home. morning ride to sd was fab due to the clear sky; the ocean had all those super-overlayed, super-enhanced colors from the shire scenes in lotr. even if i did fall asleep for a large part of the journey (when does my booty never fall asleep on train rides eh), i got lucky, as usual, and caught some of that post-rain brilliance. yet another reminder from good ole mummy nature to get myself a digital camera already.
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