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Here at FM, eyes grow moist upon recalling that fateful weekend in April of years past, when we ourselves first tasted the sweet fruit of the veritas vine. Or was it the wine made from the fermented fruit? Ah, yes, the joys of pre-frosh weekend. We recall the Scarlet Folders (so shameful!, the endless self-introductions, the relentless lines at the Union, the roving packs of frustrated party-seekers, the foamy keg in Matthews, the Greys party's recycling bin filled with vodka and Kool-Aid...and that's all we remember...
Bullock's character, Lucy, is the typical diamond-in-the-rough who has no family or social life, and yet is delightfully sweet and beautiful. Peter is the handsome lawyer who appears to be Mr. Right, but turns out to be petty and callous. Jack is the sensitive, tough guy who really wants to be an artist and turns out to be Lucy's peasant-savior...
...While You Were Sleeping" is the latest attempt at an appealing 'Date Movie.' Hollywood's perfect 'Date' is mushy and sweet, candy for the mind and heart. Most moviegoers will find that they need a more substantial snack than "While You Were Sleeping" for their Saturday night. If you think you might be in the mood for something nutritious, steer clear of this lollipop...
...spent the next summer in Vancouver as well, having stayed dry for the whole school year. After imbibing liters (it's Canada, come on) of various fermented fluids, I finally got buzzed. Not by the sweet-tasting peach, plum, cherry or pear ciders that were so easy to chug down but still packed an eight percent punch, no. It was on my last afternoon in the lab, when we adjourned for beers. Four beers in less than half an hour was all it took to make me a little wobbly (hardly out of control, though) on the stairs...
...week after coming home, I felt a stronger sign of alcohol's rapturous tendrils. In the evening, lying in bed reading, I could taste it--pure alcohol, with a slightly sweet touch. I hadn't had a drink in days, but I could taste it as clearly as the first time. I resolved to control myself with an iron hand from then onward. After all, I didn't drink for any psychological effect--atypical drinker that I am--just for the taste...