my eyelid keeps twitching

it won't stop :(

what do I do about this?

I'd like to make the assertion that tootsie roll fruit rolls are better than starbursts.

Thoughts?

So in my boredom, I have recently downloaded and watched a lot of Season 2 of The Office. I'm a pretty rabid Office fan--maybe not like I am with LOST, but I mean, I've seen all the episodes, many more than once. I know Kevin's girlfriend's name was Stacy, before he broke up with her.

Anyway, rewatching Season 2 after seeing Season 3 and a lot of Season 4 is really interesting for a number of reasons. First, and probably most obvious, is Pam and Jim. Before rewatching Season 2, I had been convinced that they were actually doing a good job keeping Pam and Jim interesting. Upon rewatching Season 2, it may be true, but certainly not to the level that they were in Season 2. I feel like I'm being so redundant, I'm sorry. Anyway, the thing about Pam and Jim is that their drama comprises a very small minority of any episode. Michael talking to the camera usually takes up more time than Jam's furtive glances and Freudian banter. But still, those two or three minutes were the reason you watched. I mean, at least for me. Michael fills up time, and sometimes he gets me to laugh, but I mean, they're really who I care about. And I don't know, I feel like so much more was at stake when she was engaged to Roy. I just watched that episode where Jan offers her an internship for Graphic Design and she turns it down because Roy tells her to, and she breaks down on camera...heartbreaking. I hope they go back to that sometime soon now that Jim and Pam are together. THAT would be drama, if she got offered a job in NY or something.

Less obvious, but I think more interesting, is how the less important, or at least less visible characters have been developed. There are three that I think are really obvious, but pretty much anyone in the supporting cast has evolved somewhat, even Dwight to a degree. But Jan, Creed, and Kelly have all been developed a lot more since and within the second season, to varying degrees of success.

First of all, I think they've messed up Jan. I like that Jan was kind of the rational foil to Michael's irrationality, and I guess now that Ryan is in her job he kind of has that role, but I don't know, I liked Ryan when he was Michael's lackey. Anyway, Jan started out as kind of an alpha female, a recent divorcee, carrying an inexplicable crush on Michael. I think this was really good, it made sense, and it was interesting. Now she's just crazy possessive, manipulative, and mean. Less interesting. She was better before. If they have her and Michael get back together, they need to give her something to do. Another job or something.

Secondly, Creed. Creed is my favorite character now. I just love him. But in the second season, he was nothing but the resident "old guy." So I think what they've done with him is really good--a weird, possibly homeless, thieving, amoral (not necessarily immoral), fake-ID-making hippie is a really good character. He always makes me laugh, even in the last episode where the only thing he said was "If Pam gets Michael's old chair, I get hers. Only one to go," I laughed because you can only imagine what the hell he's going to do with it. He's just so out there that I don't even want to try.

Finally, Kelly. If you watch all of Season 2 back to back, you can kind of tell when she starts to emerge. It's around the episode where someone takes a shit on Michael's carpet, so Michael steals Jim's desk and Jim has to go back and sit with Kelly. I think Kelly is a fun character, and a good foil to the middle-aged numbness a lot of the rest of the characters exhibit (Phyllis, Stanley, Kevin, etc.) However, I think they've gone overboard a little bit with her. I think she's part of the problem that a lot of the characters have. I might be totally wrong about this, but part of what makes the Office such a pleasure to watch is that it's at least kind of believable. I mean, all of the characters are more over-the-top than real people, but they all kind of remind you of real-life people that you know. I work with an Angela, a Phyllis, a Pam. And I know some people like Kelly, but when they have her say something like "I don't understand what's wrong with Usher Jennifer Hudson Kapoor," I laugh, but I kind of roll my eyes. For season 2, they did a great job walking the invisible line between reality and cartoon, but the further they went on, the more I feel they dip into the cartoonish. Even Pam and Jim, who are supposed to be our *anchors,* kind of feel unreal lately. But maybe it's just me.

So...yeah, clearly I'm supposed to be doing something else right now. If you disagree with this, tell me, and let's *discuss*. I don't want to do my Video homework.

I was stuck at work for 10 hours yesterday with nothing to do. I almost killed myself. I'm stuck at work again for 10 hours today. I've been here two, and I'm already looking for an outlet.

I actually snuck out for about 15 minutes this morning. I got caught, but they probably thought I was in the bathroom. I just took a short little walk, just to get some fresh air, look at something besides a computer screen. A girl's high school soccer team was practicing on the Midway.

ANYWAY, in order to curb the crazies today, I brought in "The Golden Compass." No, not the movie. THE BOOK. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I have decided to read for fun once again. Only now do I realize why that is so hard. Hollywood has a tendency of making popular, if not good, but usually, good, books into movies, and they usually don't give me much time in between to actually read them. And reading a book after you've seen the movie is just the most extreme exercise in monotony and restlessness. And for some reason, putting a DVD in a player and sitting on my ass, or even taking a bus downtown to see a movie, is easier for me than opening a book. There seems to be so much risk involved in reading. It takes so much longer. And if it sucks, you've already invested all this time into it, you know? But actually, I don't know if I'm reading better or just differently, but I can read a lot faster now. Like 80 pages an hour fast. I realized I used to get really into books, but then feel guilty about not reading the "he said"s and "Professor Dumbledore exclaimed"s, so I would end up reading things two or three times. It's great, because you pick up little details that others miss, but it's not efficient at all. I've decided to trade in depth for breadth, as it were.

Speaking of economics, we had a really interesting lecture the other day about how gifts incur deadweight losses. A deadweight loss is a loss of surplus due to the artificial removal of equilibrium from a market, due to a tax or subsidy, or, I guess, a gift. (Surplus is basically the difference between how much you value something and how much you pay for it. Like, if you want a shirt that you're willing to pay $30 for but get on sale for $9.99, your consumer surplus is $20.01) So anyway, gift-giving incurs deadweight losses because you're probably paying for something that someone values less than what they would have used the money for. You buy your mom a box of chocolates for $10, they would have used that $10 to go see a movie or pay down their credit card. The point is, the best gift is cash. Even gift cards incur deadweight losses, because if you sell them on ebay you'll never get face value. I thought that was interesting.

I don't think I have anything else to say right now. I'll edit this entry if I think of something.

Oh yeah there was an earthquake yesterday. I totally forgot. It was like 4:40 in the morning and it pissed me off b/c I had to be awake at 6:00 anyway >:o

Also this morning I learned that "spandex" is an anagram of "expands." DOESN'T THAT MAKE YOU LOOK AT THE WORLD IN A TOTALLY DIFFERENT LIGHT?

Today I made fake blood.

I thought that was a good way to start a livejournal entry.

I'm in this video making class solely b/c I want to learn how to use final cut pro before I graduate (and he gave us the tutorial today so...I guess I'm dropping?) but anyway this class is so dumb. She is so bad at giving assignments. She tells us to do something in a really vague way, doesn't tell us when to do it by, and then criticizes our work when we bring it in without anything constructive. I just kind of laughed at her last class. "your lighting is bad" OH THANKS THAT'S SO HELPFUL, UGH.

So anyway, our first assignment was to film one of our daily routines in both a narrative and non-narrative way (she didn't define either of these terms before the assignments were due, but I think we all did okay nonetheless). I misinterpreted the assignment and filmed TWO routines, one narrative and one non-narrative. THE SECOND assignment she gave us was to shoot 5 more shots that recontextualize the first assignment in some way. I had no idea what could recontextualize making breakfast/cleaning my room, so I decided to make fake blood.

The plan is that my breakfast is actually my victim, and the process of cleaning up my room is actually cleaning up the evidence, but we'll see how that works. THE REAL PLAN, of course, is that my *subtle clues* about my dissatisfaction with the class so far do not go unnoticed.

We'll see how good a director I am, I guess.

Yesterday we went out to dinner at this place whose DINNER ROLLS were like PRETZELS and they gave you this butter with mustard seeds in it, so basically it was like eating a gourmet soft pretzel but they didn't have nacho cheese. I should have written that on the comment card.

Nothing's really been happening lately. Mostly my friends are stressed/pissed off which is making me stressed/pissed off, and I guess since we're *so near the end* I'm not really letting self-control stop me if they say something retarded, which they often do. In short, I'm kind of being a bitch to them. And I was just thinking about how many of my friends I actually like, and it was well under 50%. Oh well.

IN OTHER NEWS, the internet gods have been granting me with many gifts lately. First, I bought myself the four-disk anthology of ALL THE STAR WARS MUSIC from the first three movies (Episodes IV, V, and VI--I still haven't found a concise way of describing which set of Star Wars movies I'm talking about without confusion). It's pretty much the most amazing thing ever. I'm not really ashamed of my taste in music anymore, I feel my last.fm page has somewhat forced me out of the closet on that issue, so if you think this is really nerdy or whatever, two things: 1) I agree with you, 2) DEAL WITH IT. Anyway, I made a playlist of all the best songs, but tbh I still haven't listened to all of them, but I've got a good start.

The second thing was my thing from NUTS ONLINE finally came, and yes, it does deserve the caps I bestowed on it. This shit was like crack. First I just bought chocolate/yogurt covered pretzels which are like crack anyway, but those chocolate covered sunflower seeds? They are really just crack seeds. And of course my friends came in my room and ate all of it when we played Apples to Apples the other night, and one of them spilled all the sunflower seeds and only picked half of them up...ugghh, but that was probably just karma from me spilling water all over the table at dinner earlier that night.

Anyway, long story short...I'm pretty bored, in general, I guess. I should probably start working on this screenplay for my class. That might make the time go more smoothly.

So I started wearing undershirts.

I don't really know why. I bought some little spaghetti strap shirts from the Gap and some cheapo wifebeaters from Old Navy, and they're all too thin and way too slutty (for my standards, at least) to wear by themselves, and since I hate spending money on things I don't use, I started wearing undershirts.

I kind of like it. I can't really explain it. It's like having a kevlar vest on underneath your clothes. But not like an actual kevlar vest. I doubt an $8 wifebeater is going to stop bullets. That said, I feel an extra level of security when I wear one. Is it because the probability of pitstain is drastically reduced? Is it because my bra is less visible? I don't know. Maybe it's just because feeling something skin tight at all times, even if the shirt you're wearing isn't, is a feeling of comfort. It's like being swaddled. Or maybe it's more like, "here is where your body ends. You are totally covered right now. Don't worry."

Anyway, I like it. I'm going to keep doing it. But I realized I could buy men's wifebeaters from Wal-Mart for like $8 for a pack of five so I think I might do that the next time I go home. There's no Wal-Mart accessible with the CTA, isn't that ridiculous? Damn you Daley and your ban of big box stores! Anyway, those can double as work-out shirts, so that will probably be my next textile purchase.

In other news, I just bought chocolate and yogurt covered pretzels and CHOCOLATE COVERED SUNFLOWER SEEDS from this online store: NUTS ONLINE. They have really good reviews for shipping so I am excited :D. My fucking CD I bought from Amazon.com like two weeks ago still hasn't come. I might have to send an angry e-mail soon.

Ugh, my mouse keeps running out of batteries like every 2 days. I think I need a new one. MONEY MONEY MONEY AUGH.

Okay I am going to go read economics now and worry more about money LOL BYE

It's finally spring.

I went downtown today and saw 21. I think I've finally taken enough classes about screenwriting and fiction-writing to understand something my teachers complain about--the inability to enjoy the medium of their choice after a point. I mean, watching this movie, I felt like I bitch. I kept thinking things like, "That is not at all what college is like, who is going to believe that? Shared Daddy issues is insufficient bonding material for guy/girl. The girl, in addition, could be developed better. Hey, this secret identity thing is sort of cool, why didn't they do more with it? Oh, the two Asians in the group get left behind during the chase scene, even though the book was written by an Asian and was about a group of Asians at MIT. Wow, this best friend/comic relief looks and acts a lot like Jack Black. Kevin Spacey isn't much of a villian, oh, but remember Se7en? Laurence Fishburne can't do a Boston accent."

I kept like, editing in my head. Catching things that worked and thinking about ways to augment them, and cutting cliches or stuff that wasn't funny. I neither enjoyed nor disliked this movie. It was just practice.

Kind of sad, really, but, in a way, I mean, it was worth going. I was engaged throughout, you know? Oh well.

I bought new bath gloves today. They are pink and I plan on exfoliating greatly with them.

So Spring Break is over. I didn't update much, sorry, just that weird post about my great-grandmother's teeth. The guy at the gold exchange said that wasn't the first time someone had brought in teeth, and he bought them, so I didn't feel too weird about it. Anyway, I didn't update much because honestly, when there's nothing I need to do, I don't do anything. I don't know what it is. I spend more time having fun when I'm busy than when I'm not. I don't know if it's because of some weird psychological kind of kleptomania where I can only have a good time if I know there's something else I should legitimately be doing, but with nothing to do, I park myself in front of the TV and run back and forth through all the HBOs like a tide. Or maybe that's just my default position.

This is my last quarter of college. I'm really scared. I'm only taking three classes, and they're all only on Mondays and Wednesdays, so it will be my least busy quarter ever. I don't have a job yet, but I'm not too worried. I'm covered through September. I'm still thinking about moving out to L.A. after all is said and done. I feel like I'm doing it now because I'm ~*over*~ the Midwest or whatever, but I'm also fairly certain as soon as I step foot on sandy Los Angeles I'll just want to go home. Very scary.

I was thinking about something on the train, and I realized I finally know how to write a paper. Like for a class, I mean. Most of the papers I have done have been experiments, a little bit with subject matter, but mostly with time. And calling them that is really just avoiding saying I didn't spend very much time on them. In fact, my goal was to complete them as fast as possible. This is partly because in my experience, spending more time on a paper doesn't necessarily mean it will result in a better grade. Most have actually been worse. The papers I have done well on were better for one reason only, I think: They made a claim. They said something, and that something was something that most people would consider wrong. For instance, a 10-page paper I wrote in three hours got an A-/B+, solely because my thesis was that "The Taming of the Shrew" was a tragedy and not a comedy. Was it well-written? No. I don't even remember what I used to prove my thesis. But THAT was a thesis. THAT is something someone reads and says, "WHAT??" I think that's all you really need for a good paper in college. Not a solid argument, not a particularly eloquent writing style, what you need is shock value. If you can get a teacher who has to get through 40 other essays by this Monday to stand up and say "WHAT??", you've got at least a B+.

Which made me realize, even in academia, which is defined by mental state, I think a person can get by without lots of smarts. Heart might get you noticed, and brains are pretty necessary, but it's not what will get you success. What makes one succeed, in academia and probably elsewhere, is:



And if saying "The Taming of the Shrew" is a tragedy and not a comedy is the best I got, then I'd say I have some work to do.

So far, spring break has been pretty awesome. I slept in until about 10:45, got my hair cut, came back, stole my brother's car and went to Walgreen's and the mall lol. Then while I was in American Eagle, lamenting the current fashion situation, my dad called me and told me to come home in half an hour so we could go to the bank.

A long time ago my mom bought us each a 1 oz. gold coin as an *investment* or whatever and apparently the price of gold is at an all-time high right now since the dollar sucks so hard internationally, according to my dad, but that didn't even make sense to me since America is no longer on the gold standard! lol econ 199. Anyway, he wants me to take the coins to a gold exchange tomorrow in the south side and sell them. I forgot that I become my dad's bitch by default whenever I'm home, oh well. I really don't mind doing it, but then he did something that...ugh, I really don't want to think about it. It just seems so morally repulsive but ultimately necessary, you know? Okay I'll let you be the judge:

Since I'm going to a gold exchange anyway, he wants me to take my grandmother's old school denture set to see what they're worth.

Even though I know it's not really in the same league, I can't help but be reminded of that scene in Schindler's List where they pull all the teeth out of the Jews' skulls and melt them down to get the fillings out. Her TEETH? REALLY? Are we that money-grubbing? I've never felt so white.

So part of me wants to tell him to fuck off and do it himself, and part of me is too scared of being bored by giving up the opportunity for an adventure to the south side. Maybe I just need to get over myself. It's not like she needs them anymore anyway.

HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY



HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SPRING

IT'S SNOWING HERE LOL

hey you all should play my picross and give it 5 stars: TICK TICK TICK

I designed it. It's so cute. PLEASE PLAY IT YOU CAN PLAY IT ON YOUR WII BROWSER

um...I'm going home today. I'm too ready. My boss just complimented me. It's going to be a good day :)

I am going STIR. CRAZY.

Why did I say I was going to work full-time this week? Oh yeah, I'm poor.

I watched two movies this morning. There is nothing to do.

Note to self: Stop working full time over finals week. Even if your finals end on Tuesday.

Stupid, stupid, stupid. I'm going to claw my skin off now bye bye.

I'm done with finals.

One more quarter to go.

How short should I cut my hair?

God I have been in such a terrible mood lately. My patience is just gone. My friends are pissing me off, work is pissing me off, class is pissing me off. I was watching Serenity last night, and it was just pissing me off. I don't know why! I am on some sort of short fuse, and everything has just been pissing me off.

But now I feel so much better!

I have to brag a little, I'm sorry. First of all, I FINALLY GOT A FUCKING A ON MY ECON EXAM. He even wrote "excellent!" across the top. I even barked out "FINALLY!" right in front of him when I got it, lol. God, I thought I was just dumb or something, I was studying more for those tests than I've ever studied in my life and I was just getting B's. It PISSED. ME. OFF. But now I got a high enough A that I don't even have to take the last exam if I'm okay with an A-. But I figure, not taking the last exam and potentially getting an A could be one of those random things that haunts me till the day I die, and I certainly don't want to be regretting not taking a fucking econ exam on my death bed. So I'll just take it. I've already read for half this unit anyway.

Second-of-ly, I have finally hit a point in my work-out regimen that I honestly thought I would never attain. I can now run 3 miles at 6 miles an hour. This is not very impressive, I know. But to me, it's just like...the absolute average of all athleticisms, you know? Like on one end of the spectrum is crazy Olympic marathon runners, triathletes, or Lance Armstrong, and on the other end of the spectrum is the guy whose only form of physical activity in a day is walking back and forth from his car before and after work, and then there's 3 miles at 6 miles an hour smack in the middle. The median. Not crazy in shape, but, you know, if I told someone that, they'd think I at least care about my body a little bit. It just feels good to be normal in a way :)

Also, I got my second runner's high today. This one was even more potent. It was kind of like a really nice painkiller. For the first time almost ever, I want to do it again just to get that again. It's cool to think that God put a little pharmacy in your brain that the federal government can't criminalize, and all it costs, is, you know...30 minutes of vast unpleasantness. But I was lying on the mat, waiting to cool down so I could do some sit-ups, and I was just smiling like an idiot. It was great.

So I think today might have recharged me enough to at least get through the next two weeks. I feel so much better now. :)

ETA: I just filled my Cadbury Cream Egg quota for the year.

This is the new song I've been listening to over and over on repeat:



It's from Star Wars, and tbh the first time I heard it I didn't recognize it. There's so much memorable music from those movies but damn, I think this is my favorite.

why didn't anyone tell me absinthe was made legal on December 26th?

I feel so good right now

we just went to a restaurant with a cocktail comprised almost entirely of alcohol with a shot of absinthe with it. This is not what I expected at all. This is like weed, without the paranoia, but also without the "omg rainbows are science" thought trains. It's totally mellow and amazing.

I feel so good right now

not to mention I had some amazing shrimp and the tenderest pork I ever laid lip on. This is just...ugh. I just had an amazing night.

No one to ruin it. And I straightened my hair and got food it in because I never wear it down. Oh well.

I feel so good right now.

Something funny happened yesterday, my roommate was like "do you have any beatles music?"

I was like, "well, yes." The question seemed absurd to me because what is an iPod or hard drive without any Beatles music on it?

Then she said, "I need a crash-course in the Beatles. My friend Rachel asked if I knew any, and I said no, and now I feel like I need to learn it." Okay actually that was a paraphrase.

I kind of looked weirdly at her, and then I got to thinking. However absurd it seems that someone has never heard a Beatles song before in their life, I mean, I can see how it's possible. Luis was sitting next to her and agreeing that he knew nothing about the Beatles, but then I realized they're both immigrants, right? And I I don't want to be racist, but it's not really racist to say that musical tastes in Ecuador and Cuba are a little different than what they are in the Midwest. And the only reason I know anything about the Beatles is because my parents were such huge fans, and let's be honest, when you're a little kid, a larger than insignificant percentage of your time is in the car with your parents, who, at least in my house, had complete control over the radio. And I remember every time an oldie would come on my mom would test us, say, "who wrote this song?" And the default answer if you didn't know was "The Beatles."

It's just weird to think knowledge that feels so inherently cultural doesn't spread as far as you think. The Beatles do not pervade all. Imagine having never heard the song "I want to hold your hand"...or, "Imagine," for that matter. This also made me feel kind of good, though, because I usually think my knowledge of music leaves much to be desired, but I do know my Beatles! But then again, Lady and Luis listen to entire genres of music I don't even know the name of.

I don't know. The point is, we're all *solipsistic*, and yes, that was just an excuse for me to whip out one of my limited five-dollar words.

I am eating cereal for lunch.

I have been eating eggs and bacon for breakfast, which means I have been waking up at 7:00 to do so. There has never been a time in my life where I have voluntarily woken up this early. I kind of like it, except that I get tired at like 10:30 and end up falling asleep by 11:00, which means I really don't see anyone, because I get home at like 6:00, take a shower, do my homework, and by then it's time for bed.

Also, waking up so early and going to bed so early made me wake up at 8:00 on Saturday with nothing to do. It was ridiculous. I finished all my homework before noon. I had the whole DAY to do whatever I wanted.

Our whole suite smells like bacon all the time now. I love it, but I hope it's not pissing Lady off too much. That would be sad.

Mmmm I love this cereal. I'm so hungry. We went to Grand Lux Cafe yesterday. I only spent $14, sweet. I spend most of my money on food. I should shift that a little.

I was reading a wikipedia article today that said women with waist-hip ratios of about .7 are smarter, prettier, and generally better people. This made me sad. My waist-hip ratio is .81 :( I am like a man and will never be happy.

The quarter is almost over, thank God. I have to write 2 papers for finals. I'm not worried.

I have a test today. I'm not really worried about that either. I realized I'm doing bad in this econ class because I can never hear what the fuck he's saying. Oh well.

I haven't updated in like over a week, and it's definitely not because I'm growing out of livejournal--I still spend most of my time here, but nothing interesting has been happening to me that warrants an update. Oh well. I'm bored so I'm updating.

The Oscars happened again this year. I missed the beginning because we were watching it at a friend's house and he decided to stop answering his phone 10 minutes before they started. </bitterness> They actually weren't awful, considering it was clear they were totally thrown together at the last minute. I felt so bad for Amy Adams during "Happy Working Song," but she actually kind of pulled it off. The speech the "Once" people gave was really sweet, and I think it was top-notch classy of John Stewart to let the girl come out and give her speech. The orchestra was being ridiculous with playing people off the stage. I mean, don't get me wrong, I get bored when people are reading lists with 1,425 names on them, but if they're being cute or whatever, just let them talk! How many times in a person's life are they going to get to stand up on a stage and say almost whatever they want with hundreds of millions of people watching?

Anyway, I was disappointed that "No Country" won over "There Will Be Blood," but it's better than if like, "Juno" won. So I'm not *that* disappointed. And the Coen brothers are hilariously detached from themselves which seems somehow very appropriate considering their movies. "Uh, thanks." lol priceless.

Other than that, I got sensationally drunk a few days ago and lost six hours of my life, and I realize now why that is so scary. Without the memory of that time, I feel like it was out of my control, like someone else inhabited my body for those hours and God knows what they did with it. But now that I think about it I realize that just because I can't remember doesn't mean it wasn't me. Apparently all I did was fall asleep in the bathtub (and of course my friends thought I was dead, which annoyed me to no end) but then I just went to bed, woke up at 4:00, texted my friends and asked me how much I embarrassed myself, waited for them to come home because they went out to a strip club again, hung out for a while, took a shower, then went to breakfast with them. And I got hungover. But only a little bit. I didn't puke or anything.

Okay I just spent way too much time on that. Nothing is really going on besides that. I'm still plowing through Lord of the Rings, I've been skipping Shakespeare b/c he doesn't take attendance and the only thing we're graded on is papers, and...yeah. That's about it.

Boring update. Sorry.

Watching this, I can't help but get the feeling this might have been the worst idea in all of cinematic history:



Don't get me wrong, I love the Indiana Jones movies, but man, Harrison Ford is like 70 years old. Is anyone going to buy this? And the first ones kind of worked because they were a throwback to those adventure movies in the 30s and 40s, more a loving tribute than a satire, but is that going to work now? idk. Now, 25 or 30 years later, I can't see this as anything but a throwback to the original Indiana Jones movies, which, while awesome even by today's standards, are becoming awesome for a slightly different reason. You may think this is blasphemy, but they're a little kitschy. From this trailer, it doesn't look like Spielberg realizes that, this looks like it's still the same old thing. This could be very bad. Example: Cate Blanchett with a Nazi dominatrix wig? Really? And that title...ugh, that title. I mean, "The Last Crusade." Epic. "Kingdom of the Crystal Skull?"...

...but, for now, I remain optimistic. It's still Spielberg, who hasn't lost his touch (yet), and I mean, Shia's in it. That counts for something. I hope they got John Rhys-Davies again. I think he could save potential disaster.

such good news!!

someone uploaded the whole soundtrack for "The Land Before Time" to imeem! It's so stupid, they don't make the soundtrack anymore so if you buy it, you have to buy it used, and it's in such high demand that the only way to buy it is to pay like $75 for it. So stupid. I bid on it once on ebay when it was like $10 but by the end of the auction it had gone up to like $80. But whatever, now I can listen to it for FREE!!

yay

Today at the gym I ran .5 mph faster than I usually do. I think I finally got a taste of a "runner's high," though now I'm hacking up my lungs :(

I can't get higher than a B+ on these econ exams. I don't know if I'm going to try and fight it, or just *accept* it. I think I need to talk to a TA and see what I should do.

I have to read 100 pages of The Two Towers I should go bye

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