天堂日落

一周的休假，才在要结束的时候真正的“休假”了一天。早上想睡懒觉来着，婆婆早早就起来了，洗脸、刷牙、煮鸡蛋、洗碗……样样听的清楚，伴随着楼上装修的电锯声……忍也忍不住，跟电击了一样突然坐起来大喊“再震灯都快被震掉啦！！”婆婆听了都忍不住笑出来。爬起来还是觉得很累，洗衣服，擦了一扇窗，想拖地但是干不动，想睡觉但是太吵睡不着。看了这个下了很久但一直没看的电影，记得刚出来的时候还挺火的，评论满天飞，写的一个比一个唯美。终于看了，看完了更加怀念上学的时候，尤其是初中或者小学……如果生活真的这么简单就好了，充满了幼稚的初恋、初恋的甜蜜和恐惧、恋爱中的低智商、只爱怀男孩酷男孩和看不起别人的男孩、世界小的好像只有我是女主角……总之，就是这么一部给怀念幼稚年代的电影。

这个海报我喜欢，充分诠释了我刚才的那一长串词。

暂定下周一去北京。似乎没有我work上的人来这里。我去北京其实是跳槽的复试。那天突然想起，生日快到了，如果跳槽成功，就叫上关系好的朋友们大吃一顿去；然后突然又想到，两年前，也是生日，请王小臭的同事们k歌，喝啤酒的时候说“祝我工作顺利”，实在没想到两年过去了，我还是为了同样一个主题烦恼……无语啊

怎么想起看这个电影来着我都忘了，不过确实还蛮喜欢，可能女人们都喜欢喜剧和可爱的东西？

最喜欢最后这段话，用老头抑扬顿挫的声音念出来，对小老鼠的最中肯的认可。

In many ways, the work of a critics is easy,we risk very little,yet enjoy a position over those who offer up their work and their selves to our judgement.we thrive on negative crticism,which is fun to write and to read,but the bitter truth we critics must face is that in the grand scheme of things, the average piece of junk is probably more meaningful than our criticism designating it so. but there are times when a critic truly risks something and that is in the discovery and defense of the new.The world is often unkind to new talent, new creations.The new needs friends.Last night,I experienced something new,an extrodinary meal from a singularly unexpected source.To say that both the meal and its maker have challenged my preconceptins about fine cooking is a gross understatement.They have rocked me to my core.In the past,I have made no secret of my disdain for Chef Gusteau's famous motto,"Anyone can cook."But I realize only now do I truly understand what he meant.Not everyone can become a great artist,but a great artist can come from anywhere.It is difficult to imagine more humble origins than those of the genius now cooking at Gusteau's,who is, in this critic's opinion,nothing less than the finest chef in France.I willbe returning to Gusteau's soon,hungry for more.