Now I'm Gonna Go Lie Down, I Don't Feel Well And I Need A Life
► Barely slept last night, despite going to bed early. I woke up feeling awful with cold shivers and stomach pain. Looks like a mild case of gastroenteritis, no doubt brought on by eating a large piece of cherry pie followed by a lot of salted cashews late in the evening. After a few hours of half dazed discomfort I finally fell asleep only to be awoken by the phone.
It's was 10 after 7 and my brother wanted me to stay at their house for the day and wait for the cable/phone guy. Despite every panicked, screaming thought in my head and nerves telling me not to leave the safety of my apartment and bathroom access, I went. Luckily all the pain started easing off a bit as the day went on. I think bringing my hot water bottle helped.
I'm such a girlie.
Add: God what a day. First I have stomach issues all night and morning, not I have a killer headache. Just past 3:00pm I'm sitting at the computer working on this journal entry when I suddenly hear a beeping tone. Turns out it was the smoke alarm in the back stairwell. I had opened my back down to look up at the alarm just as Mrs. new tenant opened her door. Couldn't hear each other over the screeching ring but she kept gesturing and I didn't know what she meant.
I tried getting the top off of the alarm but all I did was pull it out of the ceiling and found it was directly wired. Five minutes must have passed, with me standing under the tone of hell, before I got it back in place. I went back into my apartment to get a chair when the alarm stopped.
Going back out to the stairwell, the lady had closed their door. I knocked to ask if she had managed to turn it off or if it stopped on it's own. That conversation went nowhere as she's apparently Eastern European and doesn't really understand English and she's so soft spoken I couldn't make out what she was saying because of my hearing impairment. Eventually she kept insisting her husband would be home in an hour and for me to talk to him. Let's see if we can make this even more awkward.
Gonna pop some extra-strength acetaminophen and hope there are no more surprises today. Fuckin' nerves are frazzled.
Update: That's odd. Dean got home at the same time that the aforementioned new tenant husband did. Five minutes later there was banging in the front stairs and the man (with satchel), wife (with massive body lugging suitcase) and little girl (with small suitcase) left. Their van had Quebec plates. Weird.
► The Original Harrison Ford Finger Gallery - Is Harrison Ford's index finger the greatest use of a dramatic gesture in film history? This simple fan thinks so. The images in this gallery are far from the only where Ford has used "The Finger" in films.
► Jon Hamm Mad For Superman? - Jon Hamm is only 39 but that's traditionally (in Hollywood at least) a bit old to take on such a major franchise character (James Bond not withstanding) as there wouldn't be room to grow into the character. I'm guessing this is wishful thinking, although I think he would be interesting in the role, and it'd lend more credence to the assurances that this won't be an origin movie if we have an already mature, active Superman.
I've said it before, I'm saying it now, and (sadly) I'll be saying it every time casting news comes up: my gut always tells me it's best to go with an unknown for Superman. Watching a name actor walk around in the tights is too distracting: "Why is Jon Hamm dressed as Superman?" With an unknown it's easier to accept them as Superman and buy into the character.
► What is it about chicks wearing glasses? (34 Photos) - Uh, they're hot?
► James Francos [sic] Self Love - When a friend told me that he read an interview with James Franco were he boasted about masturbating 5 times a day, I thought it was awesome and had to see the article. After reading it I'm unsure if I'm having a stroke, or if the writer was, when they wrote it. Is this a case of Engrish or simply really crappy writing and editing? As sample:'The Hollywood singer - who has been in a attribute with singer Ahna O'Reilly given 2006 - certified which he pleasures himself so mostly given he is alone a lot.'
Not helping my headache. And singer? Really?
Quote of the Moment
Art: Now they know that we know that they know that we know.
- The 'burbs (1989)
It's was 10 after 7 and my brother wanted me to stay at their house for the day and wait for the cable/phone guy. Despite every panicked, screaming thought in my head and nerves telling me not to leave the safety of my apartment and bathroom access, I went. Luckily all the pain started easing off a bit as the day went on. I think bringing my hot water bottle helped.
I'm such a girlie.
Add: God what a day. First I have stomach issues all night and morning, not I have a killer headache. Just past 3:00pm I'm sitting at the computer working on this journal entry when I suddenly hear a beeping tone. Turns out it was the smoke alarm in the back stairwell. I had opened my back down to look up at the alarm just as Mrs. new tenant opened her door. Couldn't hear each other over the screeching ring but she kept gesturing and I didn't know what she meant.
I tried getting the top off of the alarm but all I did was pull it out of the ceiling and found it was directly wired. Five minutes must have passed, with me standing under the tone of hell, before I got it back in place. I went back into my apartment to get a chair when the alarm stopped.
Going back out to the stairwell, the lady had closed their door. I knocked to ask if she had managed to turn it off or if it stopped on it's own. That conversation went nowhere as she's apparently Eastern European and doesn't really understand English and she's so soft spoken I couldn't make out what she was saying because of my hearing impairment. Eventually she kept insisting her husband would be home in an hour and for me to talk to him. Let's see if we can make this even more awkward.
Gonna pop some extra-strength acetaminophen and hope there are no more surprises today. Fuckin' nerves are frazzled.
Update: That's odd. Dean got home at the same time that the aforementioned new tenant husband did. Five minutes later there was banging in the front stairs and the man (with satchel), wife (with massive body lugging suitcase) and little girl (with small suitcase) left. Their van had Quebec plates. Weird.
► The Original Harrison Ford Finger Gallery - Is Harrison Ford's index finger the greatest use of a dramatic gesture in film history? This simple fan thinks so. The images in this gallery are far from the only where Ford has used "The Finger" in films.
► Jon Hamm Mad For Superman? - Jon Hamm is only 39 but that's traditionally (in Hollywood at least) a bit old to take on such a major franchise character (James Bond not withstanding) as there wouldn't be room to grow into the character. I'm guessing this is wishful thinking, although I think he would be interesting in the role, and it'd lend more credence to the assurances that this won't be an origin movie if we have an already mature, active Superman.
I've said it before, I'm saying it now, and (sadly) I'll be saying it every time casting news comes up: my gut always tells me it's best to go with an unknown for Superman. Watching a name actor walk around in the tights is too distracting: "Why is Jon Hamm dressed as Superman?" With an unknown it's easier to accept them as Superman and buy into the character.
► What is it about chicks wearing glasses? (34 Photos) - Uh, they're hot?
► James Francos [sic] Self Love - When a friend told me that he read an interview with James Franco were he boasted about masturbating 5 times a day, I thought it was awesome and had to see the article. After reading it I'm unsure if I'm having a stroke, or if the writer was, when they wrote it. Is this a case of Engrish or simply really crappy writing and editing? As sample:'The Hollywood singer - who has been in a attribute with singer Ahna O'Reilly given 2006 - certified which he pleasures himself so mostly given he is alone a lot.'
Not helping my headache. And singer? Really?
Quote of the Moment
Art: Now they know that we know that they know that we know.
- The 'burbs (1989)