unlucky in love day
apparently word spread that i managed to convince several people in our class that our film teacher would be showing porn classic deep throat instead of midnight cowboy. after seeing cowboy i almost wish i’d been right: i’m discovering a newfound antipathy on my part to films that are THAT depressing. unless, like, say, Happiness, they’re also THAT good.
the plan this evening is to celebrate Unlucky in Love Day, which dates back to November 1994, by going into the city, toasting each other with $3 margaritas and watching a free screening of high fidelity.