Ok so, this weekend was pretty great. Friday night, Bret and I discussed future movie plans. We're going to make it about the sinking of the Titanic where Rose will be played by Carmen Electra and she will swim to Greenland and become its queen. The movie will also include abominable snowmen and demonic toys ( Read more... )

Let me acknowledge that for the past, what say, five months I have failed to update. But I feel like it now. Today was fun because in Oceanography 2 Bret, Toro, and my dearest self began molding a model of the ocean floor (with playdough, which I love). Mostly, I sat back defending the two guyots that I made so that Bret would not crush them, as ( Read more... )

Today I used my Head To Toe Day Spa gift certificate for my deluxe manicure. Sola, the manicurist, was most interesting. She was born in Cambodia, lived for 10 years in Paris, went to high school and college in Australia, and worked in Disney World. She has had FBI training, and can paint penguins on nails. She was great

....and Al Pacino is

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the street-wise Hercules
To fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and turn and dream
of what I need

Since birth, modern women have been told we can do and be anything we want. Be an astronaut, the head of an Internet company, a stay-at-home mom. There aren't any rules anymore, and the choices are endless. And apparently they can all be delivered right to your door. But is it possible that we've gotten so spoiled by choices that we've become ( Read more... )

Last night, Bret, Wes, and I watched Yellow Submarine. That movie went above and beyond all my expectations. Watching The Beatles, accompanied by Old Fred, run about Liverpool, which was represented by a single psychotropic building and then go from the Sea of Time to the Sea of Green all the way back to Pepperland to defeat the Blue Meanies and ( Read more... )

Maybe there's a God above. And all I really learned from love is how to shoot at someone who outdrew you. It's not a cry you can hear at night. It's not somebody who's seen the light. It's a cold and it's a broken Hallelujah.

ouch my heart hurts.

I really want to go on that water slide at Myrtle Waves that looks like a toilet bowl. As unsanitary as that sounds, it looks fun and I have every intention of going ( Read more... )

More senseless quizzes!
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I have decided to transform my live journal into a collection of movie/book info. and critique.
p.s. my 17th is on Tuesday. hurrah for me.