you are like a hurricane, there's a calm in your eye
of all the coffees i've been drinking lately, the 'chez piggy' roast from cooke's in kingston is by far the best. cooke's roasts their own beans, and let me tell you.... it's consistently terrific!
i had tim hortons coffee yesterday and it was absolutely disgusting putrid runoff water and i never thought i'd see the day when i'd turn my back on "the best cheap coffee" around. it sucks! sorry! i'm over it. maybe it's the ottawa tim hortons (no competitition with oakville's superior Tim Hortons!!).
but this brings up another problem. i need to drink coffee every day. i get headaches without it. i feel like my day hasn't begun until i drink it. officially, it's because i like the taste & ROUTINE. unofficially, it's because i'm psychologically addicted!!! it comforts me!
i want to wean myself off, but i can't do it in winter time. i've tried, it's a bad scene, it's pathetic, it's annoying. summer time? shit! so easy! there's a million other things to start your day with (ie. glorious sunshine) and some in-season fruit.
anyway....
i can't wait tlll i finish my final essays. the relief will be sweet, so sinfully deliciously sweet. will i ever get there? the finish line seems so far in sight.
i got an email from my homegirl cody this morning, and order is restored in the inbox of my brain.
i've been super bad at writing my best friends lately and i have promised myself to write at least 4 serious long letters next week once essay writing is out of the way.
end of december:::::: see loves of lives!
last night, fisful of dollars was on tv!! i only watched it up until the point when clint eastwood says, "my mistake, four coffins"... just so i could listen to the theme song. that soundtrack is by far one of the best these ears have ever heard. it alone tells a story.
i want to see charlotte's web. AAAAH. i loved that book. :(
even though dakota fanning creeps everyone out, and she is precocious, can you blame her? all child actors are doomed. they are ACTORS for life!! trained seals until they macaulay-culkin their way into anti-fame. it's the only respite for those poor kids. i'm pretty sure macaulay culkin is more or less ok now because i prayed for him (ok, TO HIM) when i was in love with him at 7-8 years old. erik, my brother, used to call him names and something to the effect of him being lame (i'm sure macaulay got that a lot, just like dakota gets it now) and i would retreat to the black-and-white, tiger-beat cutout of "Mac" in my jewellery box, cup it in my hand and say, "don't worry macaulay... he doesn't mean it, i love you."
soooo.... i think children need other child actors to relate to.
actually... no.... the more i think about it, this just doesn't make sense.
that can't be right.
like: when lil bow wow made Like Mike with jonathan lipnicki, i didn't believe he was an orphan, or a child, or an actor.
but... i just admitted that i watched Like Mike....
and i'm not a kid so there's no excuse... i watch a lot of terrible movies and get pleasure. why? i know what's going to happen. but there's something about seeing how it all plays out. maybe i should make a career of watching kids movies and instead of talking about how i enjoy them, i will write some scathing, *very mature*, criticisms about the state of youth culture. Ha ha. AH!
urgh...
stop writing!!!
bye for now...
can somebody tell me some COOL adult stuff to get into?
don't hold back.
i had tim hortons coffee yesterday and it was absolutely disgusting putrid runoff water and i never thought i'd see the day when i'd turn my back on "the best cheap coffee" around. it sucks! sorry! i'm over it. maybe it's the ottawa tim hortons (no competitition with oakville's superior Tim Hortons!!).
but this brings up another problem. i need to drink coffee every day. i get headaches without it. i feel like my day hasn't begun until i drink it. officially, it's because i like the taste & ROUTINE. unofficially, it's because i'm psychologically addicted!!! it comforts me!
i want to wean myself off, but i can't do it in winter time. i've tried, it's a bad scene, it's pathetic, it's annoying. summer time? shit! so easy! there's a million other things to start your day with (ie. glorious sunshine) and some in-season fruit.
anyway....
i can't wait tlll i finish my final essays. the relief will be sweet, so sinfully deliciously sweet. will i ever get there? the finish line seems so far in sight.
i got an email from my homegirl cody this morning, and order is restored in the inbox of my brain.
i've been super bad at writing my best friends lately and i have promised myself to write at least 4 serious long letters next week once essay writing is out of the way.
end of december:::::: see loves of lives!
last night, fisful of dollars was on tv!! i only watched it up until the point when clint eastwood says, "my mistake, four coffins"... just so i could listen to the theme song. that soundtrack is by far one of the best these ears have ever heard. it alone tells a story.
i want to see charlotte's web. AAAAH. i loved that book. :(
even though dakota fanning creeps everyone out, and she is precocious, can you blame her? all child actors are doomed. they are ACTORS for life!! trained seals until they macaulay-culkin their way into anti-fame. it's the only respite for those poor kids. i'm pretty sure macaulay culkin is more or less ok now because i prayed for him (ok, TO HIM) when i was in love with him at 7-8 years old. erik, my brother, used to call him names and something to the effect of him being lame (i'm sure macaulay got that a lot, just like dakota gets it now) and i would retreat to the black-and-white, tiger-beat cutout of "Mac" in my jewellery box, cup it in my hand and say, "don't worry macaulay... he doesn't mean it, i love you."
soooo.... i think children need other child actors to relate to.
actually... no.... the more i think about it, this just doesn't make sense.
that can't be right.
like: when lil bow wow made Like Mike with jonathan lipnicki, i didn't believe he was an orphan, or a child, or an actor.
but... i just admitted that i watched Like Mike....
and i'm not a kid so there's no excuse... i watch a lot of terrible movies and get pleasure. why? i know what's going to happen. but there's something about seeing how it all plays out. maybe i should make a career of watching kids movies and instead of talking about how i enjoy them, i will write some scathing, *very mature*, criticisms about the state of youth culture. Ha ha. AH!
urgh...
stop writing!!!
bye for now...
can somebody tell me some COOL adult stuff to get into?
don't hold back.