Today I set out, for the first time, to BSU. It was smaller than I expected but the ride to campus is easy because it's pretty much downhill. Downhill is good. And what makes it better? The ride up isn't too bad either because the hill is very slow and menadingering in its incline. There's a nice bike trail too, that leads from very near my place directly to campus so I have to deal with very little traffic.
But Boise, I've come to discover, is quite beautiful. It's different than Seattle, certainly. But you can see the hills in the distance and the sky is blue. It's like living in a nice little bowl.
I do feel a bit out of place. It's only been 3 days, I know. But it is strange feeling.
I ended up staying up till 4am to finish harry potter. It was good, but the final chapter, I thought, let me down a bit. I think the book would have been fine without it, and even better with a different final chapter, but in the end I'm glad I read the whole thing. I resisted for a while. But in the end, it caught me. Anything that culturally relevant had to be experienced by me.
I also live right next to a theater (I mean literally, I can see it out of my window right now). It costs $2 so it has movies that have been out of the theater a bit. When Live Free or Die Hard comes along I will watch it there.
I also saw Factory Girl today (as you can see I'm avoiding the heat for the most part...). I hated Guy Pierce as Andy Warhol. He made me want to stick my finger down my throat and vomit. And I didn't much care for Edie Sedgewick either. I felt very little pity and I think I was supposed to pity her. And still I feel like I enjoyed the movie. Maybe it was Jimmy Fallon that really did it for me. But really I think it was Hayden Christensen playing "musician" that seemed so clearly like Bob Dylan that I don't know why they didn't just say so. In fact, all the performances were kind of horrible but maybe it was just that the people they were playing were horrible. But these affected accents and mannerisms made me want to punch them all in the face.
Maybe that's the heat talking.
I'm in Boise. It's hot. They have ice cream trucks.
I don't know.