nic leaves san antonio tomorrow. today i helped him pack up the remains of his stuff. some of it needed to go into storage in a friend's garage, some of it got thrown away, some of it is now in my living room. in fact, he has now given me sufficient furniture to completely redecorate my small condominium. it is bittersweet to see him go: i am glad he is getting on with his life (he wasn't very happy in san antonio), but i will also miss him.
yesterday was a beautiful cool day and we went down to the riverwalk. we ate and strolled, i had a couple of margaritas. we saw some ducks and took some pictures. had some cocoa. there was a traffic jam in the parking garage, which was dumb. then we saw transamerica. felicity huffman's performance is inspiring. there are a few weird spots in the movie, some hokey sentiment and plot-driven incongruities; but her performance makes it all more than worth it. actually the only moment i actively winced on was the point in the movie where it's the morning after bree's surgery. she talks to her therapist and starts to cry, saying, "it hurts so much." the therapist responds, "that's what hearts are for." did i hear that correctly? i wish i hadn't.
hurting isn't what hearts are for, elizabeth pena!
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