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Am in the midst of watching Braveheart. I have not seen this movie before... why? I mean, true, Mel Gibson looks like an 80's glam-rocker (and that'd be 1980's, not 1280's) but... I mean. The accents alone are worth it. And the crazy Irish guy. I like him a lot. (And do I want the soundtrack or do I want the soundtrack? Just wish there was some Gaelic singing. *sulks*)
Edit>>> I finished it today and aww it's so sad. (Proof: I almost cried when the little girl gives him the flower... what? Ten minutes in?) My little brother kept asking what was going on during the torture scene when we're treated to a series of waist-up shots. I didn't want to give him nightmares so I didn't tell him, but it was funny all the same.
Speaking of Scotland, I just got this series of historical fiction novels from my stepmom's extremely magnanimous mother. Each book is about 850 pages long, but I'm already about 200 in. Pretty good read. I'm on Scottish Overload today, it seems. 'Cept for the books are set in the 1740's during the latter part of the Jacobite rebellion and Bonnie Prince Charlie and all that. I think it's pretty safe to say that I never want to see/hear/read the word 'sassanach' ever, ever again. Overusage much?
I was feeling adventurous and went through the cds that I got for Christmas and haven't really listened to much. Snow Patrol is pretty good. I mean, if you were to try and find the epitome of a European emo/alternative/indie band in 2004, they would probably be it: that, or throw Interpol, the Postal Service, Phantom Planet and Coldplay in a blender and set to 'liquefy'.
Got roped into watching that whole figure-skating thingmie. I can't tell a double axel from a double lutz, but it was pretty cool. I found it ironic that one girl skated perfectly and never fell and landed a triple axel--what, the second woman to do that in the history of ever?--then got beat out by that Sasha Cohen chick who skated beautifully and fell on her ass twice, who then got beat out by Michelle Kwan with an incredibly boring-ass routine. Of course. I mean, come on. Who are they gonna give the title to? Some random, unknown, prodigy-of-a-fifteen-year-old? Or Michelle Fucking Kwan? Yeah. They could have given her second, at least.
So there's my figure-skating rant. Enjoy it, as it'll probably never happen again.
Can I just say I love thefuselage.com? I can? Excellent.
Also, I hate the stupid band people wossnames at our church. Stand up for two songs, sit down for a little, stand up for another song, sit down for a while, stand up some more, up, down, up, down. I think they're trying to give us a workout to make up for the lost hour and a half we have to sit there and pretend to listen. I was proud of myself, though. I brought a mini notebook so I wouldn't have to doodle on nametags. Lorren wrote "FRANK" on her nametag. She thinks this is incredibly funny. I'm not sure why.
Yeah. Sleep time now.
Edit>>> I finished it today and aww it's so sad. (Proof: I almost cried when the little girl gives him the flower... what? Ten minutes in?) My little brother kept asking what was going on during the torture scene when we're treated to a series of waist-up shots. I didn't want to give him nightmares so I didn't tell him, but it was funny all the same.
Speaking of Scotland, I just got this series of historical fiction novels from my stepmom's extremely magnanimous mother. Each book is about 850 pages long, but I'm already about 200 in. Pretty good read. I'm on Scottish Overload today, it seems. 'Cept for the books are set in the 1740's during the latter part of the Jacobite rebellion and Bonnie Prince Charlie and all that. I think it's pretty safe to say that I never want to see/hear/read the word 'sassanach' ever, ever again. Overusage much?
I was feeling adventurous and went through the cds that I got for Christmas and haven't really listened to much. Snow Patrol is pretty good. I mean, if you were to try and find the epitome of a European emo/alternative/indie band in 2004, they would probably be it: that, or throw Interpol, the Postal Service, Phantom Planet and Coldplay in a blender and set to 'liquefy'.
Got roped into watching that whole figure-skating thingmie. I can't tell a double axel from a double lutz, but it was pretty cool. I found it ironic that one girl skated perfectly and never fell and landed a triple axel--what, the second woman to do that in the history of ever?--then got beat out by that Sasha Cohen chick who skated beautifully and fell on her ass twice, who then got beat out by Michelle Kwan with an incredibly boring-ass routine. Of course. I mean, come on. Who are they gonna give the title to? Some random, unknown, prodigy-of-a-fifteen-year-old? Or Michelle Fucking Kwan? Yeah. They could have given her second, at least.
So there's my figure-skating rant. Enjoy it, as it'll probably never happen again.
Can I just say I love thefuselage.com? I can? Excellent.
Also, I hate the stupid band people wossnames at our church. Stand up for two songs, sit down for a little, stand up for another song, sit down for a while, stand up some more, up, down, up, down. I think they're trying to give us a workout to make up for the lost hour and a half we have to sit there and pretend to listen. I was proud of myself, though. I brought a mini notebook so I wouldn't have to doodle on nametags. Lorren wrote "FRANK" on her nametag. She thinks this is incredibly funny. I'm not sure why.
Yeah. Sleep time now.