March 22, 2002

This morning was the coldest walk to the train all winter — oh wait, it’s actually Spring now. It takes a pretty cold windchill to get me to curse out loud, and this morning delivered a ten minute long ice cream headache the whole walk to the train (appox. 13 mins.). I really start to question my choice of lattitude on mornings like these.

Amelie is an incredibly great movie — certainly one of the best I’ve seen this year. Is it nominated? Does it really matter? Go see it.