18/1/11

Today I had my first class. Today my first class was canceled. So after having gotten up and dressed and fed and everything, I decided to watch Nosferatu the Vampyre (Herzog) that I got out of the library the other day. I was really enjoying the movie, Herzog does a great job getting a dreamlike state for the movie, but about 40 minutes into the movie my disc drive just kicked out. I have had trouble with my disc drive for the past year and a half at least, but it seems as though today was the breaking point. It got to the point where I can't insert discs or it seems as though I won't get them out. So that was the end of me watching Nosferatu (at least Werner Herzog's version {!?}).
So since I had nothing to do, nothing to watch, and I don't have class on Wednesdays, I decided to look at the calendar for the BFI. They were showing Night of the Hunter tonight which I have really wanted to see, but it was for Member's Only. However, they were also showing the Big Sleep to the general public which I have wanted to see, so I ordered a ticket for that offline.
A little while later, I headed into London using the marvelously easy to use Underground and got off at Oxford Circus, because the Apple Store is on Regent Street and I wanted to look into getting my disc drive fixed. I made an appointment for next Monday so hopefully it will not be too much to replace the disc drive (because I'm sure that is what is going to have to happen).
I then grabbed some McDonald's as a larf and to compare how it is in London. It is basically the same here. And I felt sick afterwards.
Then I headed over to Topman to just look around and kill some time. They have a vintage section there and I found this really really nice old suitcase, the kind I have been trying to find for fucking years. It was £48 and I figured fuck it, I'm never going to be able to find a suitcase like that again. Turns out £48 is $78. So I didn't get the suitcase. But I did get this nice checkered red and blue short sleeve shirt that's skinny and you are supposed to button up at the top button and style your hair really intensely to look like a real British person in.
Then I headed over to the BFI as I didn't know how long it would take to get to Waterloo. It didn't take very long and it was an extremely easy walk from the underground stop so I got there really early. Getting a membership only costs £30 for the rest of the month, so I might do that (if I see about 3 movies a week [they are playing really good things that I would love to see in theatres {Breakfast at Tiffany's!! (gay voice}] it would be a good idea economically. So I headed over to the free private viewing area to kill time before the movie started and found that they had Nosferatu by F.W. Murnau, so I popped that on to compare the two versions.
Then I watched The Big Sleep, which ruled and was a great experience seeing it in a theatre. It was really nice they had a red curtain that opened to reveal the wall they would be projecting on, and showed a trailer for Breakfast at Tiffany's (they're doing an Audrey Hepburn retrospective thing this month). Seeing the movie was great, and I was in a theatre of appreciate older British people. Which ruled.
Anyways, after that I was hungry as shit so I got off the tube at Baker Street and found a pub and got a steak and ale pie and a pint of beer. Upstairs was the Sherlock Holmes Bar (he lived at 228B Baker Street), but I didn't go up because I'm not an idiot. Then I just got on the tube and came back here. So now I know getting to the BFI is extremely easy and you only have to transfer once. So looks like I will be going there a lot more.
So now I'm back at my room and probably am just going to read, watch some Simpsons, and write some. I decided on the tube that I want to do that picture a day thing to see if London changes me at all, so here is the first. January 18th. (This is me in that new shirt I bought, attempting to look as British as possible. I may have failed).