went to watching "keeping mum" yesterday. simple, dark comedy. the plot was never quite well developed and the twists and turns of the story could have been better handled. a little too deft, if you know what i mean. as usual, the brits poked fun at the americans, portraying them as crude, loud and silly folks. rowan atkinson filled his role fairly nicely i would say, as the well-meaning but rather dull vicar of little wallop. maggie smith was predictably good, but greatly hampered by the film's poor pacing and directing. the rest of the cast was all right, and the story did have the occasional funny and sad moments, but not enough to string up the movie. there were some obvious, uhm, dirty jokes, which seemed quite lost on the audience, so if you find those embarrassing, do not watch this movie.

saw a bag at far east and am now debating whether to get it. thirty bucks, and has mickey mouse comic strips all over it. very whimsical and not too loud. it's so hard to get a bag for clinics. the bag can't be too huge, but must be large enough to hold my books and tendon tappers and whatnots, and not be made up of soft material that makes it collapse on itself. any seniors reading this blog who want to suggest something, please do! someone suggested getting a smaller bag so that i could carry around the tappers and pen torches around the wards.

then there's the clothes and the shoes to get. hmmm. and i've apparently outgrown my ballet flats. will now have to scout around for a pair that doesn't squeeze my big toe so much. heh.