and so it begins

The guy who directed memento directed it so you know its gonna be amazing.
http://batmanbegins.warnerbros.com/cmp/trailer.html?id=trailer&type=windows&speed=300000

extra note

just a thought, now that most people have time, how come the blogs are so sparse, and why are the comments even sparser (yes, sparser)? I was reading some old posts during final time, and there was like an average of 12 comments per post. So im guessing blogging is just an elaborate form of procrastination, as I am so effectively exemplifying right now.

All Im trying to say people is this: post more often, comment more often. And by commenting I dont mean just yelling at people to update, which is what most of us are doing. I miss how the comments took on a life of their own. Now that we have time to actually appreciate said comments, lets keep 'em coming people.

today's random nothings

I have been getting quite a lot of heat from certain individuals (named amy) for not updating my sad little blog. Truthfully, I have nothing to say! You all know I lead a boring existence, which I personally have no problems with...until Im forced to record my daily events...then it really hits my how uneventful my life is. But ah well, I shall record some random things I have learned today.

• Today I learned a very important lesson from my physics prof. "If you ever run into a Coulomb in a dark alley, run. Just run." For all you non-science people, a Coulomb is the unit for electrical energy....its a very high value....it has an extremely high attractive force....hence you should run away from it because it has enough power to suck you into its electric field...ya. I dont think my physics prof has a girlfriend.

• In this last month or so, I have really learned to appreciate the process of masticating. I said masticating. After getting my wisdom teeth and company out a few weeks ago, and recently getting my spacers put in for my upcoming braces (this friday, woe is me) , I have gained a new respect for my teeth and the valuable job they do. Food is unbelievable good, and you dont realize just how good it is until you cant eat it. I would poke out Ryan's right eye for a steak right now.
  

• Monopoly is wikid awesome. Nuff said.

• Im the slightest bit of a comic nerd. Superhero movies rock the nation, and you all know it. And Lauren it is fascinating how Rogue got her flying abilities. I wish I was part of the X-men.....did I say that out loud?

• Nothing is what it seems.....or so claims the tagline from some brown movie my dad rented.
  

• And finally, I have learned that I will do anything, including writing the most random, uninteresting crap ever in order to put off my homework.
  

But enough of that. I apologize for this blog. Its Amy's fault.

Done, but with errors on page.

My internet and I have been having some problems in our relationship as of late. We just havent been connecting like we used to. The effort is 100% there on my part, but Simon (my internet's name is Simon) is making things difficult.

This isnt the first time we've had problems. We've had to overcome some huge evils in the past that tried to break us up for good, and for a while back there I almost thought it was really over. We were separated for 3 weeks last summer, and it was the most unbearable three weeks of my life. But we reconciled, and things were better than they had ever been! I bought Simon a new computer, and he loved it. He was so full of life, taking me on amazing surfing trips, it was wonderful!

But Ive noticed a change in Simon lately, a change I don't like one bit. I try taking him to some of our favorite places... hotmail (we've spent so much time there together over the years its like our second home), blogger (a fairly new place we go to) but he just doesnt seem to be all there. For some reason he's started to hate our beloved Hotmail and wont let me do anything there. He always forces me to leave and claims that there's "errors" with it. Even with Blogger, though he has less resistance to that, he still is reluctant to go and Im forced to drag him, and still he keeps mentioning these "errors". Im worried about him. I think he's getting a bit paranoid.

Ive even been forced to...cheat on him. I dont want to, but he gives me no choice! I dont know what to do though, he keeps bringing up these alleged "errors" with our favorite places.What do I do? Oh Simon, forgive me if I did something to offend you.

excerpt

I have recently begun reading the Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, the geekiest piece of literature known to earthlings. Putting its overwhelming nerdiness aside, it is actually quite an interesting and utterly hilarious novel. I haven't even finished the first book (in a trilogy of 5), and Im already hooked. So I thought I would enlighten you all with a little excerpt:

'...Now it is such a bizarrley improbable coincidence that anything so mindbogglingly useful could have evolved purely by chance, that some thinkers have chosen to see [the Babel fish] as a final and clinching proof of the non-existence of God.
The argument goes something like this: "I refuse to prove that I exist," says God, "for proof denies faith, and without faith I am nothing."
"But," says Man,"the Babel fish is a dead giveaway, isn't it? It could not have evolved by chance. It proves you exist, and so therefore, by your own arguments, you don't. QED."
"Oh dear," says God, "I hadn't thought of that," and promptly vanishes in a puff of logic.'

Well I thought it was funny.

Oh to be spontaneous

I got an email from my cousin in boston, and she just informed me that next week, she is going on a backpacking trip to costa rica. And she just made the plans today! This surprises me quite a bit, because we are very very alike, and not at all spontaneous, and not at all backpacker's for that matter (but I dont think she will be backpacking in the true sense, just not all resort-like) so this got me thinking about how much fun it would be to go on a spur of the moment exotic trip...or do anything spur of the moment for that matter.

If it were up to me, my spur of the moment trip would be to tour europe. I would love to spend a few days in venice, go on a gondola ride or 5, then hop on a train (or boat, or any type of transport vehicle) to madrid. Just to go where the wind takes me. Then in madrid I might see some sights the first day, do some shopping, probably spend about 3 days there, then off to portugal for another 3 days, soak up some sun. Then I might go up to paris for about 4 days, see some galleries, do some more shopping of course, eat at one of those little cafes, go to the top of the eiffel tower on the very last day there, to top it all off. Then I would take that underwater train thing to london. Again, more shopping, do some sight seeing, bug one of those royal guards with those funny hats, stalk prince william and sneak into their private club (fabulous life of prince william and prince harry....my god they have everything). Then from there I would fly to greece, go see all the temples of the gods, go to some beaches, crash some big fat greek weddings. Then I might end it all by going back to italy...milan to be specific, maybe take in a fashion show, so i could throw a marble on the catwalk and watch Giselle fall.

Ya.... how great it would be to do something spontaneous.

An ode to 7

So last night, while i was struggling to fall asleep (I think it was 7am by the time I did) I, for some odd reason, started thinking about the number 7. I really have no idea why I was pondering this prime number, it's not like it's my favorite number or anything, but I eneded up realizing that 7 is quite the popular little number. So here are a few hard core facts about the number 7. Yes I realize this is the most random blog ever, but what are you gonna do?

7 is:

• obviously, the number of days in a week
• the number of colors in the rainbow ( I was very pleased with myself when I came to this realization)
• the number of mortal sins, and consequently:
• the name of a very cool and creepy movie
• the brandname of some very chic but overpriced jeans, which I unfortunately do not own, because contrary to popular belief I cannot bring myself to dish out $230 for one pair of jeans...yet
• the number of sisters Joey has (oops...I mean...had...sniff) on friends
• what George Costanza would name his hypothetical daughter, because he was inspired by:
• Mickey Mantle's jersey number

I knew I had more, but now I cant think of them. Anyways, I hope I enlightened you. That is all.

Glamour at the grocery store

It is important to have a respectable appearance at work.

Charmaine, the check out girl at Safeway, abides by this rule...a bit too much.

What is a "respectable appearance" for a cashier at a grocery store? I would say neat hair, a little bit of make-up if necessary (we like our bags filled with groceries, not under the employee's eyes), all topped off with a smile.

Charmaine on the other hand, took "respectable" to "red carpet". And not just any red carpet. The red carpet into whitetrashville. Some one tell me, who wears super long earring filled with sequins to work? At Safeway? What is the world coming to?

Just call me Ebert

A couple of days ago I watched Van Helsing. I wasnt expecting much, and I definately got what I expected. A big heap of CG-ridden, sensory-pounding nothingness. Thank god I didnt waste $14 to see it in theaters. It wasnt like it was a horrible horrible movie, it was just so...pointless. So here are a few thoughts on Van Helsing.

First and foremost, Kate Beckinsale should never be allowed to attempt a Romanian/transylvanian accent again. Ever. Seriously. Kate, you are not good at the accent. Granted its a difficult dialect to master, but please, just dont try again. Ever.

Secondly, for the love of all that is good in this world, hire a writer who actually knows how to write. Nothing gets under my skin more than a movie that has potential to be entertaining but falls horribly and unbelievably short due to a completely crappy script. This reminds me all to painfully of a little movie called The Day After Tomorrow. That movie made my heart cry even more than this one, because the graphics were much much better, but the script was equally appalling. That was one movie that had the potential to be good. I mean, you got Jake Gyllenhall, you got some crazy effects, and although they killed off Canada, you still got a somewhat interesting premise. But what a complete and utter let down. The script was not only predictable, but it was boring and so excrutiatingly base. I mean, I could write a better script. And that really doesnt say much for the film at all. But back to Van Helsing, yes. Horrible dialogue.

Thats about all I can think of right now. I watched the movie a few days ago and now I dont really remember all the thoughts I had on it. I think my brain is employing a defense mechanism against Van Helsing so I dont have to many thoughts about it that will cause me pain.