Renee was watching Shopgirl earlier today, a movie I really, really enjoy. (If you haven’t seen it yet, you should – it’s weird, and funny, and just plain good.) She kept making comments about how it was interesting but she wasn’t sure if she really liked it. “It’s all just so awkward,” she said. Well, yeah. I think that’s exactly why I like it. Life is awkward. Sometimes it’s carefree, but most of the time it feels like a shoe that’s too small or a tooth trying to push up through the gums. In a nutshell, it hurts.
I only let Renee off the hook for her lack of enthusiasm after she told me about some really nasty sex scene in one of Steve Martin’s other books, something she’s reminded of whenever she sees him. Ew, and touché. I still love that movie.
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