The Departed...

It has been a while since the last time I posted anything anywhere. The last week was unusually busy for me. So much so that I had no personal time for myself (na so so wahala pesin dey try correct). It seemed to me as though I had barely fnished working on one task before I was whisked away to begin on another. In the seconds I was able to steal to ponder on things, I promised myself that I was going to celebrate the end of the week by seeing a movie, and maybe take in dinner at an Italian restaurant I'd had my eye on since I spotted it some months back, and maybe I will squeeze in a prayer or two for a much better week to come. (who knows...)
I woke up this morning feeling unexplainably tired. My friend was s'posed to call and confirm what movie we were going to see. (Maybe I was s'posed to call her...I forget these things. I guess that's why a lot of people transpose the digits that make up my age. Now I think about it, I can't blame them one bit).
Anyway, while I was waiting for my friend to call, I figured I would finish the remaining tasks I had to work on. (I have to admit that it never once occured to me to call her. I think I am losing it. Huh, I wonder if I need medication for that yet).
After I get done, I decide to do my laundry... somethng I had been putting off for a couple of weeks because of the hectic schedule I've had. I finished the laundry and was putting stuff away when my friend (bet u'r wondering by now if she has a name or not. I would tell u, but what does it really matter, right?) called and told me she just woke up. Imagine that...It was 6pm and she just woke up. The rest of the world (ok, so I exaggerate a little) had already been up for twelve hours.
We decided on The Departed after screening all the movies that were playing and noting the ones that were just a waste of two hours (and most of them were).
Fast forward a little bit and we are at the theater. The movie had been playing for about five minutes when I finally got settled in my seat. I of course began multitasking again...Keeping your eyes on the screen while munching on nachos, and sipping on soda is not an easy job, but one of the few jobs I don't mind doing.
An hour into the movie and the already thick plot is thickening even more and I am thinking to myself that this is one of the best movies I've seen this year (and that is saying a lot since the movies that came out this year have literally been crap). Anyway, the movie ends, I turned ova to where my frind was sitting and we both agreed that it was a good movie, but felt like there was going to be a second part to it (and maybe a third if they feel so inclined. As if another trilogy is what we need. I am not bitter sha).
On the way home from the theater, I am thinking to myself, trying to figure out why the movie is titled The Departed. I pulled into my parking spot and the answer comes to me. Half the characters in the movie were killed. I can only assume the other half would be killed if they ever try to make a sequel... unless the sequel is titled The Returned, in which case the original cast will return. I wonder if that is too freaky even for television.
I am lounging on my sofa trying to recapture the events of the past week, and see how much dent I put on my workload, and I realized I did nothing at all the past week other than my laundry and the drive I made to go see my family (mind you they live in a different city, three hours drive from me). The rest of the time, I basically spent lounging from one spot to the other.
Hmm. It's hard to believe that I was so busy doing nothing that I did not have time to do anything that needed done. I wonder what the next week will bring.
Until then...