It hit me last night that I have NO time left. A week ago, I was thinking about how soon 4 weeks ago would arrive. Now I’ve got three, and not much more accomplished. I sent my list of stuff to move to the mover last night, and he’ll be out on Monday to give a real estimate. The laundry room walls are patched now, which looks great. So, now we’ve got to paint that room completely, as well as finish up the trim in a few of the other rooms. DalRae will be over on Saturday and Monday and we’ll spend all day cleaning, painting, and prepping. Mark said that I could pack all the stuff that I won’t need access to before I move.

Crickey! In other news, I verified my apartment today, which is great. They can’t tell me if they’ll have a garage for me to use; they’ll know more next week. If they don’t have one, I’m not sure what I’ll do, rent a storage unit, or sell some stuff out here.

The bosses provided us food today, so that was very nice. I didn’t have to go get my usual Thursday sandwich. Pretty sad that I have a standard day for going out for a sandwich, eh? We got to use the new video conferencing for the first time today, which was pretty cool, albeit short. And someone at work sorta bitched to me about the state of affairs in the business, which was slightly uncomfortable. She apologized right afterwards, I was apparently talking to her just after she had been dealt some crap and I got the unprocessed and unfilterd response.

Ohh, and I got a call from my Chapel Hill agent wondering if I had been unhappy with her. Some back story: when I was touring with her, she mentioned that because I used the relocation office, her commission was considerably reduced. I imagin she was telling me this to explain her request to have any of my friends contact her directly. I found it tacky and unprofessional, and I told as much to my agent here, who initiated the relocation process. But I also told him that I still planned on using her in Chapel Hill. Apparently, he sent word back down the line anyway, so she felt the need to clarify with me. This just makes things even weirder, and more uncomfortable, for me. Dammit

I watched [[imdb:0120679 Frida]] on Tuesday night, and can see what all of the fuss was about. Salma Hayek is really fantastic as the beloved 20th century Mexican artist.

Hayek really captures a very spirited person who unfortunately lives a hard life of pain and betrayal. It is an interesting insight into a marriage of two revered artists caught up in the Mexican and Russian Revolutions. It was fun to see two good English actors (Alred Molina and Roger Rees) playing two very non-English roles. Geoffrey Rush plays well the marxist philosopher Leon Trotsky, and Ashley Judd as the influencial Tina Modotti.

Other notables: the makeup is quite good and the score sticks with you.. Salma definitely looks aged at the start of the movie. It makes sense that both of these were awarded Academy Awards.