I finally finished this scarf while watching old videos of My So Called Life and the longer that I watch the show, the more I feel like I am reading some angst-filled pages of my 15 year old diary. It's sweet and reminiscent of feeling like you know everything yet blissfully aware of your ignorance. It's also painful to watch. Mostly because it reminds of being really silly and of all of the mistakes I've made. Dear God now that I am 25 please let me be done with the Jordan Catalonos of the world.
Today I watched Persepolis, which was lovely. I really liked the way they animated it. It made me want to pick up watercolor again. Some of my favorite parts involved little Marjane and her love for Bruce Lee, her talks with her grandmother and the French sung "Eye of the Tiger" montage.
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