Not Charlie's wonderful dog.

We got out of Screenwriting early today because J.D. was flying to London.

So, to celebrate, I made strawberry daiquiris [at 2 in the afternoon], and we watched a documentary on the Hell's Angels. And then we all nearly fell asleep during Apocalypse Now Redux because we're exhausted.

Not that we got to finish it, because we had class at 6 and that movie is about 10 hours long. Ugh. Another thing to do tomorrow.

I'm going to bed. This getting up early thing feels great, but it makes me tired as fuck. Why did I let myself get so boring?

You wore white. Where are you now?

Another assignment done.

*relief*

[And I actually like what I wrote. Shock of all shocks.]

Still have to finish Apocalypse Now Redux and type up notes on it, but I have to wait for Maria to get home so that we can watch it together. I'm enjoying it so far, but if the puppy dies, I'm turning it off.

And after that I have to study Chemistry because we have yet another quiz tomorrow. I really need to start doing better on these quizzes. I did very poorly on the first one. When we got them back, I turned to Adam and was all, "Thank God I'm taking the class pass/fail. [Pause.] Of course, at this point I'm failing, so maybe it's not so good." Sigh. Maybe if she actually *taught*, I'd understand it better.

Whatever.

So, I've heard a few of the songs from Sarah McLachlan's new album [go to sarahmclachlan or, more specifically, here to download them], and I must say I'm sorta disappointed. So far, it's just been Surfacing, the Sequel. The lyrics leave something to be desired, and while it's great that we're FINALLY getting new stuff, I'd rather it not be something I can slit my wrists to.

I guess that's always been my major problem with Sarah, though. Her music, her messages, her themes, they never change. They're all about love and lost love. Which is great, love's big with everyone, but she's stuck on them. I don't feel that she's grown as an artist. How could she have when she's singing about the exact same things she was singing about before? And one would think that in six years, with the death of her mother and the birth of her daughter, her songwriting would reflect the changes she's gone through.

From Stupid:

How stupid could I be?
A simpleton could see
That you're no good for me
But you're the only one I see

What the fuck? This can't hold a candle to anything off Fumbling [which I consider her best album].

I hate to bring up this comparison, but I can't help it. With Tori, her music has changed and grown as she herself has. I like that she incorporates other aspects of life into her songs than just hiding behind all the pain and cliches of love. She's romantic, but not sappy. Sarah is sappy. She's got some beautiful songs and some incredible lyrics [Ice springs to mind right off the bat], but I always feel like there's something missing. She doesn't put herself into those songs all the way, which leaves me with this detached feeling when I listen to her.

I guess I feel as though I've outgrown Sarah in some respects. I'm still going to buy her CD, of course, and I'm sure I'm going to love it. But it won't be the only thing I listen to for 2 years, which was what happened with Surfacing.

Entertainment Weekly said it best. "She's back, and she's bummed. High-school-diary sentiments ("I have sunk so low/I've messed up") combine with predictably tasteful, antiseptic production to announce a new genre-music for those who get depressed during massages. After a six-year layoff, shouldn't she be more jazzed for a return?"

Just thoughts.