Tonight's Entertainment (Possession)

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I'm reading this book for the second time. The first time was interesting because I found it difficult to get through the random historical excerpts (speaking of excerpts, I just got the most amazing flashback to year 12 when I nearly handed in an English essay in which "excerpt" was written as "exert" about 20 times. Little Mishelle noticed so I spent recess whiting out that shit) and basically forced myself to read it (because I spent $12 on it).

Reading it for the second time is much better. I feel more immersed in it. This book is pretty much what I want my life to be; literary adventures, lovers and tea.

Does anyone else find it depressing that my plan is to retire from medicine at 30 and then go on literary adventures for the rest of my life? Is this just a means to an end? I don't really know what I'm doing sometimes. I also have immense fear at being a doctor one day; like immense, immense fear. I think it was this immense fear (that I was considering last night) that resulted in an immensely, immensely disturbing dream last night. Warning; may not be safe for life.

In this dream, Little Mishelle and I were supposed to be practicing rectal exams for the first time. I'm not sure why Little Mishelle was in the dream but I did have ice cream with her earlier that day and you never forget someone you've had ice cream with. The poor thing was subjected to practicing rectal exams with me (thankfully, not on me because that would have screwed up the dynamic of our friendship) on our tutor/professor. Except this wasn't any normal rectal exam (just a lubricated index and some latex). For some reason, we were performing rectal exams with this huge vacuum cleaner-like instrument. Seriously, it was at least 1m long.

I was fucking losing my mind; I was so terrified. I was sure I was going to bust someone's poor colon and give him blood-shit poisoning or something. Little Mishelle was fairly fearless and volunteered to go first. THEN SHE SHOVED THE VACUUM CLEANER THING UP OUR TUTOR'S ASSHOLE. The dream ended; I don't know if I actually did it in the end or just dropped out of uni.

Safe to say, this blog post has strayed away from the intended movie review. To tell the truth, I'm only about five minutes into the movie but wanted to make a few quick points before I forgot:

1. Wonderful decision casting Aaron Eckhart as Roland Mitchell. Despite Roland being described as short and dark haired in the book and Aaron Eckhart pretty much being the antithesis of this. His character also made me imagine him as slightly mole-like (very flattering). I will enjoy this movie a thousand times more because of this decision.

2. Gwyneth Paltrow is still inhumanly gorgeous, even with that nasty-ass British accent.

3. The colouring and scenery in this movie is divinity. And yes, for a second there I just lapsed into Little Women talk. I have not seen that movie in ages, despite it being one of my favourites. I think it's because, the last time I watched it, I cried for 20 minutes when Beth died. I have no more tears to give you, Beth March.

No stars can be given because I have not even watched half of this movie. I hope it will be good though.

J