oh, ennis, you sly dog

saw brokeback mountain today. yarr! it was good, sort of; it succeeded in reducing me to tears, at least (says the woman who cried at the end of the tigger movie and the sixth sense). i'm not really into the whole gay thing, seeing as i believe it's a sin (if anyone read this blog, i imagine i'd be flamed to a crisp at this point), but both jake and heath were very cute. seriously, they have two of the cutest smiles in hollywood. hadn't read the short story, so i wasn't quite prepare for the ending (i try not to guess what's going to happen, though it was probably inevitable). mary cried as well, and she even knew what was going to happen. also i now know where the hilton is,

which is useful, since i have an interview there tomorrow. yes! how exciting. i'm terribly nervous, especially since i didn't get down the name of the guy who called me up to arrange it. he had a very heavy accent, and a non-anglocised (anglicised?) name, so i sort of got the gist of it and figured i'd get it upon meeting him, where i could hear him clearer. only i'm supposed to ask for him at the front desk tomorrow. woe. so i called the hilton when i got home this evening (and worked up my courage), was put through to michelle in human resources, who wasn't available. so i'm hoping she'll call me back tomorrow morning or something.

and i bought clothes today, seeing as i needed a new shirt, and then just got bored whilst waiting for 12:30. shame. i have virtually no money. and i left my purchases in ali baba for several minutes before rushing back. the couple who we'd been sitting next to were sufficiently amused. i need to take better care of my things.