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Sunday, July 20, 2008
3:44PM - Sunday already? :/
I watched Saw IV last night for the second time and it made SO much more sense the second time around. I actually understood the ending this time! I like it much better now. :P
I forgot to mention in my last entry how Mike and I went to see a couple of shows with Tali and ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
obskura on Wednesday night. They (The Cody Rivers Show and Blastback Baby Zap by Uncalled For) were the winners of the Fringe and therefore got a place in the Just For Laughs (though at Mainline, and not at any of the REAL Just For Laughs venues.) I have no idea how they won, no idea whatsoever. All I can be sure is that someone is sucking someone's cock somewhere, otherwise there is no explanation for this horror. The "shows" (if you could call them that) were absolutely, utterly horrible to the point that I felt embarassed to be sitting there watching them. :/ I'm angry and disappointed about the time and money that was utterly wasted, but if I hadn't gone to see those shows then I wouldn't have gone to dine at the amazing SANTROPOL beforehand and had the wonderful walk there through the beautiful McGill Ghetto and that side of the mountain. I also wouldn't have had so much fun wandering through some amazingly fun stores in the Plateau with Tali and Mike and I wouldn't have gotten to spend time with obskura so the night was a success for those reasons alone. ;)
I can't believe I go to Santropol like, once a year now. I REALLY have to try and go more often. Like, once a month. It really is the most amazing place.
Also, why/how is it Sunday already?
:(
full1:20AM
"this album hurts my souuuuul."
"you have a soul?"
"this album hurts my voiiiiid."
i think that's all i got.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
10:09PM - Yay fun summer fun :)
I saw Batman!
Also, I saw Matt Stone and Trey Parker LIVE doing their South Park show at the Just For Laughs on Wednesday night. It was priceless and amazing. They opened up with a ballad of "Uncle Fucka" and of course sang Blame Canada. Canadian jokes abound and flapping-heads and beady-eye comments, non-stop Toronto-bashing and a big, long focus on how they do the animation of the show and the history and inspiration behind the show. :) Amazing. :)
Today Mike and I had a picnic on Mount Royal and lay and cuddled and dozed off together cuddled in the grass. It. Was. Amazing. We had an excellent, sweet romantic time, except for a stupid squirrel that kept bothering us. :P It was kind of cute but ANNOYING. I rustled bags at it and got up and chased it around a tree for a good five minutes, but it was too tame to go away. So then Mike threw his shoe at it and it stopped bothering us. :P
I kind of hate squirrels sometimes! haha
Oh yeah we had the picnic to celebrate our "anniversary" which was on Monday (yeah we got married four years ago as of the 14th) and we went to Milsa which is the MOST AMAZING RESTAURANT EVER. But expensive as hell. My own bill came to $75 (with the tip though). So between the two of us our meal (and wine) came to $120. Yikes. But sooooooo worth it! I can't wait to find an excuse to go back again. GO THERE!!!!!!!!!! IT'S SO AMAZING <3333
So anyway we decided to spread out our anniversary celebrations over three days. Yesterday was the movie and then....dancing at Electric Avenue! SO FUN!!!!! Hahaha, I hadn't been there since last August...seems like I go about once a year now.
And Batman was crrrrazzzyyyyyy. Mike didn't like it much but I loved it a lot more than I thought I would! I kinda felt like crying at first when I first saw Heath Ledger though. :( But then he made he happy. He was so damn creepy and good! HE WAS SO GOOD! He was too talanted and sexy to die, dammit! BLA!
He's completely unrecognizable from Brokeback Mountain, holy crap dude! o.O;;
high
6:15PM
thought this was interesting and terribly terribly fitting at the moment
Your result for Which Chess Piece are You Test?...
The Knight's City Guard
The Knight’s City Guard is characterized by the desire to serve others in times of need. Sometimes this drive is so powerful that the standard ‘give-and-take’ is unsatisfying. They are bound very much to social convention and don’t like to include moral or political controversy. The City Guard is often forgotten because they are so reliable. They are loyal and great producers of quality – which end up allowing others to take for granted what the City Guard gives. They are hurt by being treated as a doormat but are unwilling to toot their own horn about accomplishments. This is due to that it feels somewhat wrong to want a reward for doing work which is a virtue in itself.
The City Guard can be overworked and suffer from self inflicted headaches. They are methodical workers with good memories and analytical abilities. They are great in small groups because of their patience. They make pleasant co-workers and better employees. They tend to feel a bit harried by supervisory roles. They form strong loyalties of a personal nature. This is opposed to institutional loyalty. If someone leaves the company that’s close to this type – they may leave as well. They are perfect as teachers, administrators, clerics and fit right in amongst nursing or medical careers.
The Knight’s City guard is concerned with harmony and traditional behavior. They have a few close friends and are extremely loyal. Don’t confront them, they hate that. Also if the Knight’s City Guard is moody – it could be because they haven’t shared something of importance. Most friends of the City Guard feel ashamed later when finding out why the Guard refused to share the source of their trouble. This ‘Pawn’ is wonderful because they are the diplomat of emotions and needs. They are society’s most constructive and protective member.
Take Which Chess Piece are You Test? at HelloQuizzy
6:23AM - Quitting smoking.
Epic fail. I'm doing it wrong.
Fuck.
angry12:51PM - feel the beat from the tambourine
Yesterday, I went to see Mamma Mia! with little expectations - but what do you know, it turned out to be not only one of the best movies I've seen this year, but also one of the most heartwarming films I can think of. To fully explain my reaction, there are two things you need to know:
1. I was a complete ABBA kid, and I guess I always will be. True, I was about 20 years late to the game, but when I discovered ABBA at age ≈9, it was the greatest thing ever. They were the first band I was ever passionate about (the first of many), and I spent a LOT of time and energy on them. I still own all of their albums, and unlike some other stuff I was into when I was young(er), they never started to annoy me like some other musicians I used to listen to. Damn those Swedes for being so lovable!
2. Musicals make me cry. They don't even have to be particularly touching - to me, just seeing all the people singing and dancing and everything is so overwhelming for some odd reason that I just end up bawling like a baby. For real, films that have made me cry for this reason alone include this, this, this and possibly this, as well as pretty much every Disney movie with songs. I don't even know!
So, I actually could have suspected that I might like the film, but for some reason, I hadn't really formed any expectations. However, as soon as it began, I started to cry - "I Have a Dream" was just so pretty! From that point on, it was just win after win, and by the end, I was completely sold. The film was unbelievably uplifting and sunny, all the characters were lovable, and everything turned out good for everyone. The dancing scenes were wonderful, and not surprisingly, I loved the songs. It is pretty much a fact that Andersson & Ulvaeus have written some of the best darn pop songs in the history of everything, and it was so much fun to see and hear all of these songs I loved so much as a kid, sung by all these great actors (Meryl Streep, her friends, the guys and Amanda Seyfried were all absolutely delightful). One of the scenes that made me cry the most was when Meryl Streep and Amanda Seyfried sang "Slipping Through My Fingers", pretty much the saddest song ever (the only one I can think of that even compares is "Passage" by Vienna Teng). Fortunately, the tone of the film never got really sad. Even though the film made me cry more than any film has for ages, I didn't feel depressed at all at any point, and I left the cinema feeling incredibly uplifted and loving the world. If you're not completely cynical and ABBA-hating, I suggest you go see this movie and hopefully have your heart warmed like I did. I'm actually considering going to see it again!
(And you cannot imagine how happy this picture makes me. ♥♥♥ And I also got a little extra amusement from learning from the credits that executive producers Tom Hanks and Rita Wilson have a production company called Playtone! That Thing You Do! is one of my favourite movies EVER.)
After seeing the movie, I uploaded all of my ABBA albums on my computer, and now I can listen to them all day long if I want to! I also noticed something funny: When I type "abba" into the "Search" box in my iTunes Library, I get all of my (numerous) ABBA songs, an ABBA cover by Evan Dando, and - lolololol - BLACK SABBATH ("Paradoid" is in my collection of song from Supernatural). I think it's hilarious to have "Paranoid" among all the "Dancing Queens" and "Ring Rings" and "Tropical Lovelands" (I bet most people don't know ABBA has a song called "Tropical Loveland"!)
happy12:58AM
Everyday I wonder what life is going to be like when I'm gone.
Gone in the literal sense of me taking off -- leaving this place which is both H-E-Double Hockey Sticks and Eden's Lovechild at the same time neither one of them -- not the spiritual sense.
When I leave.
Bugger-off.
Cash out.
Move to that great place in my head with no guilt, no worry, no sadness, and no fear. Where the Boss is nothing but an afterthought and his son a cosmic joke. Don't even get me started on that other guy.
As a side note, I can't help but think of Heaven as a dive bar (last call at 2am). Full of animals too stupid to do anything meaningful, mould that only knows how to grow bigger and meaner, and a handful of people dishing out drinks to keep everyone oblivious and pacified.
Hell is a greasy spoon. People eat fast, people smoke fast. People leave fast all the time. It's the only way to live, and yet, it's a death sentence. You pump your veins full of cheap food just to stay up, but then it turns out you're destroying your only ride out of here and what the fuck do you do. Over with pie a la mode. Blink and you'll miss it, but you'll never miss it. It isn't memorable. There's no meaning.
I sure as fuck don't want either option.
The only thing worth doing is breaking out, getting on the road and running away. Seeing everything you can and then the rest, doing everything you want and then some.
Fuck death. Death is a white picket fence with no gate. Death is a guy in a sharp suit and a comfortable pair of shoes convincing you what you're doing is wrong. Death wants to nail you with 309 monthly payments of the things that actually matter.
Fuck that guy.
Seriously.
FUCK him.
Friday, July 18, 2008
6:28PM - 7/18/08
How does one draw an underground on a scene with buildings in the distance lined by trees? D:
5:19PM - MOTHER OF MERCY
oh how my life was SAVED today by the heroic combination of LANACANE and GOLD BOND MEDICATED FOOT POWDER. (gold bond makes me laugh...remember all those weird spy-esque nicknames we came up with for the get-along-gang, zara? all I remember is JAMES was GOLD BOND, and braden was RED DUCK.)
but seriously, there are bushes of invisible poison ivy and layers upon layers of invisible chicken pox living underneath the skin of my toes. it's WAY TOO PAINFUL and WAY TOO ITCHY! lanacane and gold bond are the itch relieving equivalents to stress relieving marijuana. aaaaahhhhh.
THE ANGRY MOUSE SPIRIT HAUNTS ON!
6:53AM - YARD SALE!!!
2268 Midway Ave. (Near Woodroffe and Richmond), Saturday, July 19th.
CDs, books, furniture, craft supplies and much, much more! You should come, there's awesome stuff!
8AM - 1PM (Please, no early birds, we need our beauty sleep too...)
(X-posted to ottawaforsale community...)
uncomfortable3:10AM - My Thoughts on the Dark Knight
Well, one thought in particular. ( Cut for vulgarity, no spoilers )
At one scene, the theatre collectively shouted, "FUCK YEAH!"
This movie was so awesome, my sister loved it. And this is the girl who said, "So, who's Harvey Dent? Does he, like, beat up the Joker or something?"
AND THAT SOUNDTRACK!
I wet my pants three times AT LEAST.
happy
excited12:56AM
i have a headache, but i like beer.
i hope this weekend goes well. i NEED this weekend. i'm very excited about wonderland, but nervous as hell about meeting danielle. meeting your boyfriend's best friend is bad enough, but when it's a girl, its so much scarier. also, i hope they find someone else to bring, so we can have ride buddies. i dunno, i have a feeling i wont have much fun.
but im going to sleep and hopefully get rid of the headache. i might buy some new shorts tomorrow.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
8:24PM
I think about you far more than I ever thought I would. I can't help it, but I do. All the time, it's almost strange, being that we barely talk. When I am out I hope to bump into you. When I see certain people and things all I can see is your face, or what I remember of it. Or how you look in my mind now. Which may, to be fair, be entirely different from your actual likeness now. It's strangely comforting, it almost keeps hope in me that one day we could be us like we used to be us. Although I actually find it ridiculous to even refer to an us. This should tell me something. I want to turn on the air conditioning so badly but I don't want to disappoint David Suzuki. I can barely afford gas but I just donated money over the phone to send kids to Wonderland. I can't even afford to send myself to Wonderland. What is wrong with me?
4:32PM
So, this has come up in a few discussions elsewhere. And it's something I would've thought is obvious, but apparently lots of people disagree.
To my mind, if you have not been the victim of a particular form of discrimination yourself, then you're not in a position of authority to tell someone who has experienced that discrimination how they should interpret that experience. You're especially not in a position to tell that person that their experience is not a big deal, and they should just ignore it or laugh it off.
While I might be able to understand something of what it might be like to be black, or female, or gay, there's no way that I can appreciate what the reality of living day to day subject to society's bigotries towards those groups is.
I'd always assumed that, short of the especially arrogant and self-involved, this sort of attitude was pretty universal. But I'm increasingly suspecting that I'm one of the few people who actually feels this way.
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