Every post has its thorns
Or is that every rose? I always forget.
Well I was getting ready to go to bed, but I thought I'd post a little before I go. In my Guinness pajamas. I'm so cool.
Well Daisy is doing a little better. She's still not home yet. But maybe she'll get to come home in a couple days. And mother and me patched things up. Guess where I get my stubborn personality from?
Well I just finished watching Jet Li's Fearless which was an ok movie. Not quite as ridiculously miserable as Lady in the Water. I'll be doing my 2006 Movie Rankings in a little while so I'll wait to comment till then.
New Year's Resolution #1: Start playing trombone again. I haven't touched it since...May 26. Are you impressed that I know that?
James Brown died today. My dad is probably happy now. He really liked James Brown aka The Hardest Working Man in Show Business
That damn synthesizer part in My Love won't get out of my head. I don't even like that song. This must be why Pitchfork said it was the best song of the year. Just in hopes that would appease the tortuous melody. Or something like that.
New Year's Resolution #2: Don't watch Babe on New Year's. That caused me nothing but trouble.
Boy holidays suck for instant messaging. It seems my buddy list on AIM shrinks like mad. And most of the people that are on I don't care to talk to. Which begs the question: Why are they on my buddy list? Answer: Because I don't feel like culling it.
I'll have a Top Ten Challenge posting fairly soon. That's what I was trying to post earlier when I accidentally clicked on the wrong button and then LJ ate it.
New Year's Resolution #3: Actually finish a song
I'm reading Suite Francaise right now. Kinda slow reading, but I'm trying to savor it.
I saw there's a reality show on casting for the new production of Grease. Do we really need to keep bringing Grease back? I mean would are lives be any less enjoyable if it never returned? I vote no.
New Year's Resolution #4: Actually start selling stuff on ebay. I have such a load of crap that needs to be gotten rid of.
And I'm going to murder Ashley for putting The Black Parade in my head.
My cousin is coming Wednesday with his wife and twin girls. That should be interesting. I commented today that he doesn't challenge me to weigh-ins anymore. When I was younger, he always challenged me because since I was shorter and weighed the same (if not more than I do now) he was always insinuating that I was fat and weighed at least as much as he did. Well since he gained "sympathy weight" when his wife gained...and since I can apparently get down to around 160 without doing a damn thing...that competition has sorta stopped. Haha.
New Year's Resolution #5: Get my brother to do another survey with me on the LJ. It's been awhile and I enjoyed our first one immensely.
Well I'm running out of pithy (yes I'm using a word that I technically don't know the definition of ) observations. Although looking at the definition, I might have used it correctly. FLUKE! But anyway....running out...so I'm going to bed. Good night. And I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. Or Satanic goat slaughter. Trying to be politically correct. Don't wanna leave anyone out.
New Year's Resolution #6: Stop using "Well" at the start of every sentence. Check blurbs 2-4 up top.
Well I was getting ready to go to bed, but I thought I'd post a little before I go. In my Guinness pajamas. I'm so cool.
Well Daisy is doing a little better. She's still not home yet. But maybe she'll get to come home in a couple days. And mother and me patched things up. Guess where I get my stubborn personality from?
Well I just finished watching Jet Li's Fearless which was an ok movie. Not quite as ridiculously miserable as Lady in the Water. I'll be doing my 2006 Movie Rankings in a little while so I'll wait to comment till then.
New Year's Resolution #1: Start playing trombone again. I haven't touched it since...May 26. Are you impressed that I know that?
James Brown died today. My dad is probably happy now. He really liked James Brown aka The Hardest Working Man in Show Business
That damn synthesizer part in My Love won't get out of my head. I don't even like that song. This must be why Pitchfork said it was the best song of the year. Just in hopes that would appease the tortuous melody. Or something like that.
New Year's Resolution #2: Don't watch Babe on New Year's. That caused me nothing but trouble.
Boy holidays suck for instant messaging. It seems my buddy list on AIM shrinks like mad. And most of the people that are on I don't care to talk to. Which begs the question: Why are they on my buddy list? Answer: Because I don't feel like culling it.
I'll have a Top Ten Challenge posting fairly soon. That's what I was trying to post earlier when I accidentally clicked on the wrong button and then LJ ate it.
New Year's Resolution #3: Actually finish a song
I'm reading Suite Francaise right now. Kinda slow reading, but I'm trying to savor it.
I saw there's a reality show on casting for the new production of Grease. Do we really need to keep bringing Grease back? I mean would are lives be any less enjoyable if it never returned? I vote no.
New Year's Resolution #4: Actually start selling stuff on ebay. I have such a load of crap that needs to be gotten rid of.
And I'm going to murder Ashley for putting The Black Parade in my head.
My cousin is coming Wednesday with his wife and twin girls. That should be interesting. I commented today that he doesn't challenge me to weigh-ins anymore. When I was younger, he always challenged me because since I was shorter and weighed the same (if not more than I do now) he was always insinuating that I was fat and weighed at least as much as he did. Well since he gained "sympathy weight" when his wife gained...and since I can apparently get down to around 160 without doing a damn thing...that competition has sorta stopped. Haha.
New Year's Resolution #5: Get my brother to do another survey with me on the LJ. It's been awhile and I enjoyed our first one immensely.
Well I'm running out of pithy (yes I'm using a word that I technically don't know the definition of ) observations. Although looking at the definition, I might have used it correctly. FLUKE! But anyway....running out...so I'm going to bed. Good night. And I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas. Or Satanic goat slaughter. Trying to be politically correct. Don't wanna leave anyone out.
New Year's Resolution #6: Stop using "Well" at the start of every sentence. Check blurbs 2-4 up top.