Now where were we?
Right, amidst the craziness of summer employment. Stupid temp jobs. The elusive "work for two weeks and get paid $13 an hour" has mysteriously vanished into the depths of Phoenix monsoons. Right. So instead I have been occupying my hours with an increasingly strange assortment of things. For example:
I saw Superman Returns. Late I know, but there were more important cinematic features *cough* PIRATES *cough* to be dealt with first. Well, anyways, it was highly enjoyable in a throwback 1950s kind of way. Best part however? The fact that Kumar (yes, THAT Kumar) from White Castle was one of Lex Luthor's cronies. Oh god, that was hysterical. There he was, beating the crap out of the Man of Steel and all I could picture was "Dude, forget about the cheetah." Glad to see he's making a career for himself.
What else, might you ask, have I been doing with my time? Lots of Latin. Amo, amas, amat. Stupid masters exam. Stupid conjugations. Stupid declensions. How do you decline the word "hanglide'? I hanglided, you hanglided, he/she/it hanglideded, we hanglid? Right.
Besides that, I have decided to get off my fat, lazy ass and join a local gym. Going for the cheapest option, I went with one just down the street. When I signed up, everything looked normal, besides the fact that all the employees were in fatigues, but I thought "hey, maybe it's the style!" and went about my merry way. Huh. Apparently I have joined the auxiliary base for the U.S. military. There I am, doing my little leg squats with 5 lb. weights and this marine is next to me benchpressing 450 lbs. Right, I'm going to go home and use my new muscles to sit watching tv. THIS guy is going to go off to Iraq and carry around AK-47s or something. Nothing to make your life feel more frivolous.
I remember my last entry was some sort of blinding ly fast attempt to update on my summer activities. I believe I had gotten through Europe. Right, on to Sam's wedding. Which was beautiful, at the Disneyland Resort in one of their rose gardens. So beautiful. And, as if the gods had aligned to congratulate the couple, the wedding fell on the same weekend as the opening premiere of Pirates. Which meant that Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom were literally less than 100 yards from us at given moments of the weekend. A few people in the bridal party got pictures of some of the stars, but alas, I never saw either of them. Sigh. Well, there's always the premiere of Pirates III to look forward to. The fantastic part about it was that we were all able to hit Disneyland after the wedding and got to try out the new updated Pirates ride. Basically the same except for some choice insertions of an amazingly-lifelike animatronic Capt. Sparrow. Now that's how to tell that you've really hit the big time. When you're immortalized in Disney theme ride form. Wow.
After that? There was the month of July. Which featured mostly insanely hot weather and desperate forays up to Flagstaff to escape the heat.
There was an absolutely fabulous side trip off to LA to see Leigh and Jen which featured going to see Greg Proops (an amazing comedian). Oh, Greg Proops, your wittiness knows no bounds. From soccer to England to "Gwyneth Paltrow in a bonnet" to his fabulous friend Wayne Brady. I was crying it was so funny. To hear Wayne Brady go on about his first job as a Power Ranger at kids' birthdays...oh my god. "Hello Timmy! *pow* It is me, *jab* the black Power Ranger *kick*! I need your help *punch* to save the world *jab* and also *kick* Happy Birthday!" Hilarious.
And then, the world of employment...well, semi-employment hit. In theory, I have a job lined up for Monday and Tuesday, but we'll see how that turns out. In theory, I should be getting paid. Hypothetically.
And that was Laura's crazy summer.
I saw Superman Returns. Late I know, but there were more important cinematic features *cough* PIRATES *cough* to be dealt with first. Well, anyways, it was highly enjoyable in a throwback 1950s kind of way. Best part however? The fact that Kumar (yes, THAT Kumar) from White Castle was one of Lex Luthor's cronies. Oh god, that was hysterical. There he was, beating the crap out of the Man of Steel and all I could picture was "Dude, forget about the cheetah." Glad to see he's making a career for himself.
What else, might you ask, have I been doing with my time? Lots of Latin. Amo, amas, amat. Stupid masters exam. Stupid conjugations. Stupid declensions. How do you decline the word "hanglide'? I hanglided, you hanglided, he/she/it hanglideded, we hanglid? Right.
Besides that, I have decided to get off my fat, lazy ass and join a local gym. Going for the cheapest option, I went with one just down the street. When I signed up, everything looked normal, besides the fact that all the employees were in fatigues, but I thought "hey, maybe it's the style!" and went about my merry way. Huh. Apparently I have joined the auxiliary base for the U.S. military. There I am, doing my little leg squats with 5 lb. weights and this marine is next to me benchpressing 450 lbs. Right, I'm going to go home and use my new muscles to sit watching tv. THIS guy is going to go off to Iraq and carry around AK-47s or something. Nothing to make your life feel more frivolous.
I remember my last entry was some sort of blinding ly fast attempt to update on my summer activities. I believe I had gotten through Europe. Right, on to Sam's wedding. Which was beautiful, at the Disneyland Resort in one of their rose gardens. So beautiful. And, as if the gods had aligned to congratulate the couple, the wedding fell on the same weekend as the opening premiere of Pirates. Which meant that Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom were literally less than 100 yards from us at given moments of the weekend. A few people in the bridal party got pictures of some of the stars, but alas, I never saw either of them. Sigh. Well, there's always the premiere of Pirates III to look forward to. The fantastic part about it was that we were all able to hit Disneyland after the wedding and got to try out the new updated Pirates ride. Basically the same except for some choice insertions of an amazingly-lifelike animatronic Capt. Sparrow. Now that's how to tell that you've really hit the big time. When you're immortalized in Disney theme ride form. Wow.
After that? There was the month of July. Which featured mostly insanely hot weather and desperate forays up to Flagstaff to escape the heat.
There was an absolutely fabulous side trip off to LA to see Leigh and Jen which featured going to see Greg Proops (an amazing comedian). Oh, Greg Proops, your wittiness knows no bounds. From soccer to England to "Gwyneth Paltrow in a bonnet" to his fabulous friend Wayne Brady. I was crying it was so funny. To hear Wayne Brady go on about his first job as a Power Ranger at kids' birthdays...oh my god. "Hello Timmy! *pow* It is me, *jab* the black Power Ranger *kick*! I need your help *punch* to save the world *jab* and also *kick* Happy Birthday!" Hilarious.
And then, the world of employment...well, semi-employment hit. In theory, I have a job lined up for Monday and Tuesday, but we'll see how that turns out. In theory, I should be getting paid. Hypothetically.
And that was Laura's crazy summer.