i told ya i love these things.
A - Age: 29
B - Band listening to right now: the doors
C - Career: social work...for now
D - Drink or smoke: neither
E - Easiest person/s to talk to: my sister
F - Favorite song/s at the moment: handbags and gladrags
G - Gummy Bears or Gummy Worms: bears
J - Junk foods you like: chocolate covered raisins
L - Longest car ride ever: from new york to georgia
M - My favorite Sport/s: to play - swimming/ to watch - basketball
N - Number of relationships you've had: 0 - i don't 'have' relationships
O - One wish you have: to spend a year traveling the world
P - Phobias: spiders, snakes, rodents
Q - Favorite Quote: "Vivir con miedo es como vivir a medias!" -Strictly Ballroom
R - Reason to smile: my niece's face, to reciprocate, happy happy joy joy
S- Song: "Maps" -Yeah Yeah Yeahs
T- Time you woke up: 6:04am
U - Unknown fact about you: i wanted to be a singer and dancer when i was a kid
V - Vegetable/fruit you hate: CAULIFLOWER/WATERMELON
W - Worst habit: biting my nails
X - X-rays you've had: 4 - all dental
Y- Yummy food/s: lasagna, sandwiches, any mexican, vegan cinnamon rolls from Daily Grind
Z- Zodiac sign: virgo!
Tuesday, February 28, 2006
Monday, February 27, 2006
zzzzz...
so i watched a couple of flicks today:
dodgeball. say whatever you want about ben stiller but when i am feeling down i often turn to this man to bring me back up. i was having one such down day and plucked down some cash to see this movie. ben...you disappointed me. however, i was all, "vince, come here big boy!" i laughed so hard i literally started crying during a couple of scenes. this movie is pure physical shtick + REALLY common story and the jokes are nothing new but it's so gestalt - truly more than the sum of its parts. it equals a really good time. b+
la casa de los babys. despite having THE MOST RIDICULOUS TITLE OF A MOVIE EVER i bought this dvd for three reasons 1. it was $3, 2. i enjoy the cast (usually) and 3. it was set in a spanish speaking country. my logic failed me terribly. a group of well to do american women are shacked up in a hotel (run by rita moreno and her leftist son) waiting for their adoptions for central american babies to come through. most of the movie is a character study of the women: where they come from, why they're there, the life circumstance they now find themselves in during this oh so grueling process. look, i have no doubt that this movie has a lot of basis in reality. however, watching this film left me in disbelief. i can't believe how boring it was. d
dodgeball. say whatever you want about ben stiller but when i am feeling down i often turn to this man to bring me back up. i was having one such down day and plucked down some cash to see this movie. ben...you disappointed me. however, i was all, "vince, come here big boy!" i laughed so hard i literally started crying during a couple of scenes. this movie is pure physical shtick + REALLY common story and the jokes are nothing new but it's so gestalt - truly more than the sum of its parts. it equals a really good time. b+
la casa de los babys. despite having THE MOST RIDICULOUS TITLE OF A MOVIE EVER i bought this dvd for three reasons 1. it was $3, 2. i enjoy the cast (usually) and 3. it was set in a spanish speaking country. my logic failed me terribly. a group of well to do american women are shacked up in a hotel (run by rita moreno and her leftist son) waiting for their adoptions for central american babies to come through. most of the movie is a character study of the women: where they come from, why they're there, the life circumstance they now find themselves in during this oh so grueling process. look, i have no doubt that this movie has a lot of basis in reality. however, watching this film left me in disbelief. i can't believe how boring it was. d
Sunday, February 26, 2006
"i could drink salsa through a straw!"
i didn't say that.
i suppose this will fall more into the musing category as i haven't actually seen a movie in the last few days. also, i don't really feel like doing backtrack updates so i'll do it all within this post.
d calls four times on friday...during the work day
so friday at work was so crazy i don't want to say much more. actually, the whole day everyone was all, "what a crazy day!" yeh. anyway, i come back from being in court and check my cell phone and d has called me like four times and only left one message. i have one message on my work voice mail and it's from her too! so of course i think i should probably see what's up. i call her and she has a very excited tone. i'll cut a lot of internal dialouge out and cut to the chase - she has a friend who is interested in me and wants to hook us up. this all came as a surprise as i'm pretty open with all of my friends about my lack of interest in dating anybody. just so happens i know this friend and he's cool and all (funny as hell actually!) but again it's that whole no interest thing i have going on. so, more internal talking cut short - i did compromise and say 'yes i'll go to the movies with him and d and her man' but 'no, i'm not wanting to DATE you'. jesus.
friday night was cool. m and i decided to get some baja fresh and then check out a movie. well the movie wound up being sold out so we just went back to her place and watching some old 'sex and the city' reruns. i love that miranda - what a hoot!
i head to mt. hood for the first time
i wake up early on saturday and dress in four layers. i'm going snow tubing! yee haw! so anyway, t&t, m and i drive up to mt. hood for some tubing fun. i have never gone snow tubing before and have no idea what to expect but it sure sounds like a good time. anyway, we pay ten bucks and get a big ol' innertube. we trek to a decent looking hill and the games begin. i just had a blast! like someone said - it's nice to just be dressed up in winter gear and playing in the snow. brings out the kid in you. we even did a train - a ride where you hook legs and take off down the hill together. i EVEN went down with a person on top of my back. now that was fun! i think the only thing i didn't like were some of the children. is that harsh? i don't care. some of them had no idea of what 'courtesy' or 'waiting' mean. and their parents! they just let them do whatever. yeah, there were some pretty shitty examples of parenting on that mountain. so we go up and down and up and down for about three hours all together. then we head over to timberline for a tour of the lodges. nice. eh. i'm not a skier so it didn't do much for me. it was a gorgeous building, certainly. it was a good trip. it really made me realize that the 'snow sports' world is this whole culture i have no idea about. yet, i'm not really sure i want to know.
t is playing tour guide and drives us through the gorge and we stop in hood river for food and stretching. what a cute little town! i had fish 'n chips that were the worst i've ever had. blech!
we get back to t&t's house around eight-thirty and spend the next two and half hours just talking. it was great. it got a little intense when we were discussing m's dating process but i came to a realization about that whole situation: it's none of my business. so, yeah. i came home and crashed.
"you mean the aria from the opera where you finger fucked me right before you told me you didn't think it was going to work out and you had met a straight girl that you beleived you loved?...no i don't remember that aria"
you know - my burgeoning re-interest in "the l word" may be the only good thing about k's brunches coming to an end. i stayed post food to watch the latest episode. i can't take another tv addiction. i already have my crazy sunday nights and that feels like too much.
there hasn't been much going on today and that's been the thing of the day - i had all these plans: brunch (yum!), a movie with e (she had to help someone move), visiting w/a co-worker and her friggin' adorable son (haven't heard back...) and then a mardi gras party (actually, it's downtown and i don't like to go downtown when i'm not working). and none of them, minus brunch, have/are going to happen(ed). and that's cool.
so i went out to costco for soymilk. i do gotta have it. it took me awhile to get there because my sense of direction is, um, nonexistent. the cashier was a really f'ing rude. so now i'm back at home which i think annoys my roommate a little because she's working but i told her no worries - i just need to clean. lord! my room looks like an explosion of gross laundry and shoes. no trash taken out...no clean sheets...no night table organization...bad news for me. i'm one of those people whose environment REALLY has an effect on my sense of being. so i don't really like clutter. i'm not an anal neat freak - but mess makes me feel, well, messy. no me gusta. pues, me gustan siestas. entonces, voy a dormir ahora. mmm...siestas.
i suppose this will fall more into the musing category as i haven't actually seen a movie in the last few days. also, i don't really feel like doing backtrack updates so i'll do it all within this post.
so friday at work was so crazy i don't want to say much more. actually, the whole day everyone was all, "what a crazy day!" yeh. anyway, i come back from being in court and check my cell phone and d has called me like four times and only left one message. i have one message on my work voice mail and it's from her too! so of course i think i should probably see what's up. i call her and she has a very excited tone. i'll cut a lot of internal dialouge out and cut to the chase - she has a friend who is interested in me and wants to hook us up. this all came as a surprise as i'm pretty open with all of my friends about my lack of interest in dating anybody. just so happens i know this friend and he's cool and all (funny as hell actually!) but again it's that whole no interest thing i have going on. so, more internal talking cut short - i did compromise and say 'yes i'll go to the movies with him and d and her man' but 'no, i'm not wanting to DATE you'. jesus.
friday night was cool. m and i decided to get some baja fresh and then check out a movie. well the movie wound up being sold out so we just went back to her place and watching some old 'sex and the city' reruns. i love that miranda - what a hoot!
i wake up early on saturday and dress in four layers. i'm going snow tubing! yee haw! so anyway, t&t, m and i drive up to mt. hood for some tubing fun. i have never gone snow tubing before and have no idea what to expect but it sure sounds like a good time. anyway, we pay ten bucks and get a big ol' innertube. we trek to a decent looking hill and the games begin. i just had a blast! like someone said - it's nice to just be dressed up in winter gear and playing in the snow. brings out the kid in you. we even did a train - a ride where you hook legs and take off down the hill together. i EVEN went down with a person on top of my back. now that was fun! i think the only thing i didn't like were some of the children. is that harsh? i don't care. some of them had no idea of what 'courtesy' or 'waiting' mean. and their parents! they just let them do whatever. yeah, there were some pretty shitty examples of parenting on that mountain. so we go up and down and up and down for about three hours all together. then we head over to timberline for a tour of the lodges. nice. eh. i'm not a skier so it didn't do much for me. it was a gorgeous building, certainly. it was a good trip. it really made me realize that the 'snow sports' world is this whole culture i have no idea about. yet, i'm not really sure i want to know.
t is playing tour guide and drives us through the gorge and we stop in hood river for food and stretching. what a cute little town! i had fish 'n chips that were the worst i've ever had. blech!
we get back to t&t's house around eight-thirty and spend the next two and half hours just talking. it was great. it got a little intense when we were discussing m's dating process but i came to a realization about that whole situation: it's none of my business. so, yeah. i came home and crashed.
you know - my burgeoning re-interest in "the l word" may be the only good thing about k's brunches coming to an end. i stayed post food to watch the latest episode. i can't take another tv addiction. i already have my crazy sunday nights and that feels like too much.
there hasn't been much going on today and that's been the thing of the day - i had all these plans: brunch (yum!), a movie with e (she had to help someone move), visiting w/a co-worker and her friggin' adorable son (haven't heard back...) and then a mardi gras party (actually, it's downtown and i don't like to go downtown when i'm not working). and none of them, minus brunch, have/are going to happen(ed). and that's cool.
so i went out to costco for soymilk. i do gotta have it. it took me awhile to get there because my sense of direction is, um, nonexistent. the cashier was a really f'ing rude. so now i'm back at home which i think annoys my roommate a little because she's working but i told her no worries - i just need to clean. lord! my room looks like an explosion of gross laundry and shoes. no trash taken out...no clean sheets...no night table organization...bad news for me. i'm one of those people whose environment REALLY has an effect on my sense of being. so i don't really like clutter. i'm not an anal neat freak - but mess makes me feel, well, messy. no me gusta. pues, me gustan siestas. entonces, voy a dormir ahora. mmm...siestas.
Wednesday, February 22, 2006
don't call me junior!!
well i've finished the indiana jones series. thank god. i also gave away 81 minutes of my life watching a documentary. but they were a funny 81 minutes.
indiana jones and the last crusade. better writing than the last one and better action, i thought. i've always loved sean connery, also. i've come to the conclusion that i should've just seen them on the big screen when i was a kid. all in all, a great nazi ass kicking time. grade: b+
word wars. ok, i can't figure what's more sad: being a star in a movie about playing scrabble all day everyday or watching a movie about people who play scrabble alal day everyday? that's rhetorical. this documentary follwed four men over the period about about a year en route to the 2002 national scrabbble championship game in san diego. these men had various intriguing personalities: the egomaniacal, gambling young kid; the maalox chugging middle aged man with chronic gastrointestinal reflux; the "malcolm before mecca" baltimore raised, pot smoking man and the tai chi practicing previous champion. it's really hilarious/scary and anyone who has ever had a dream will appreciate it (and be a little bit disturbed). grade:b+
otherwise, i had a little head clearing about my job woes. the truth is i'm really grateful to have a job. in all honesty, i control how much i want to do and in what priority. i get to sit. i get to goof on the computer at least an hour a day. i'm inside. i don't have to do groups. i get some praise every other quater. i got to buy a car. i get to pay rent and most of my bills (when i remember). i can travel and God knows i get to see whatever movie i'd like. so it's really not all so bad.
i've been having dreams where my mom is in bad circumstances. i think i'm subconsciously processing the bad stuff in the past which is actually great - it's a sign that that crap has moved out of my conscious realm of thought. i actually know that to be true. i'm enjoying my present (mostly) focused thinking.
it's raining men. so i saw this guy on friendster who i thought would be perfect for m. i asked him about writing her and he said sure! my roommate was bummed that on Nerve.com she had to make her profile available in able to write to others. my question: well why are you on the site? i can understand staying anonymous but you know what? you gotta put yourself out there. all i can say for myself is that i know this and thus i am not putting myself out there...not yet.
y'all ain't ready!
indiana jones and the last crusade. better writing than the last one and better action, i thought. i've always loved sean connery, also. i've come to the conclusion that i should've just seen them on the big screen when i was a kid. all in all, a great nazi ass kicking time. grade: b+
word wars. ok, i can't figure what's more sad: being a star in a movie about playing scrabble all day everyday or watching a movie about people who play scrabble alal day everyday? that's rhetorical. this documentary follwed four men over the period about about a year en route to the 2002 national scrabbble championship game in san diego. these men had various intriguing personalities: the egomaniacal, gambling young kid; the maalox chugging middle aged man with chronic gastrointestinal reflux; the "malcolm before mecca" baltimore raised, pot smoking man and the tai chi practicing previous champion. it's really hilarious/scary and anyone who has ever had a dream will appreciate it (and be a little bit disturbed). grade:b+
otherwise, i had a little head clearing about my job woes. the truth is i'm really grateful to have a job. in all honesty, i control how much i want to do and in what priority. i get to sit. i get to goof on the computer at least an hour a day. i'm inside. i don't have to do groups. i get some praise every other quater. i got to buy a car. i get to pay rent and most of my bills (when i remember). i can travel and God knows i get to see whatever movie i'd like. so it's really not all so bad.
i've been having dreams where my mom is in bad circumstances. i think i'm subconsciously processing the bad stuff in the past which is actually great - it's a sign that that crap has moved out of my conscious realm of thought. i actually know that to be true. i'm enjoying my present (mostly) focused thinking.
it's raining men. so i saw this guy on friendster who i thought would be perfect for m. i asked him about writing her and he said sure! my roommate was bummed that on Nerve.com she had to make her profile available in able to write to others. my question: well why are you on the site? i can understand staying anonymous but you know what? you gotta put yourself out there. all i can say for myself is that i know this and thus i am not putting myself out there...not yet.
y'all ain't ready!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
cold and achy
that 'bout sums it up. the kickboxing teacher is relentless. "sometimes it's good to ache".- my roommate.
um, ok.
it's official, i'm coming out - I. HATE. MY. JOB.
thank you.
i've tried to see the positives. i can see them but man i am working only for 4:30pm when i can say: peace, i'm out! fuck off! i try very hard to focus on the little things. for instance, tomorrow i'm getting a new computer to work with. the one i have now is...
i just had sushi with d after class. i could eat that shit everyday. i so love sushi.
.ode to sushi. (in haiku form)
rice around some fish
i love the wasabi too
splinters are no fun.
thank you.
peace, i'm out!
um, ok.
it's official, i'm coming out - I. HATE. MY. JOB.
thank you.
i've tried to see the positives. i can see them but man i am working only for 4:30pm when i can say: peace, i'm out! fuck off! i try very hard to focus on the little things. for instance, tomorrow i'm getting a new computer to work with. the one i have now is...
i just had sushi with d after class. i could eat that shit everyday. i so love sushi.
rice around some fish
i love the wasabi too
splinters are no fun.
thank you.
peace, i'm out!
Monday, February 20, 2006
today is...the greatest...daaaaaaaaaaay
i was such a friggin' "grunge kid" in high school. whatever.
today - i slept in (got up at 8:30...sad that that is sleeping in these days), finished the rest of "Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark", got my teeth cleaned (ouch! i promise i will floss more!), went out to Powell butte for a walk (it was too fucking cold), got some sushi for lunch (mmm..), came home and watched "Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom", went over to d's for some dinner and more match making for m and now i'm home. i'm postponing going to bed because that means waking up and then that means going to work. work issues much? oh yes.
Indiana...Ark.i'm sorry but that is just to friggin' long of a title. well, the movie was really fun. harrison ford - wow! what a hunk he used to be! i think i missed out when i didn't seen it as a child, though. same with star wars. all in all it was a good time to spend some of my sat. night and most of my morning today. b.
Indiana...Doom. another really long title. come on lucas! anyway, i enjoyed this one waaaay less than the 'ark'. actually, to be fair, i really did not enjoy the romance in this one. kate capshaw was aggravating. the writing seemed a lot weaker too. indy's snarky comments just didn't bite as much. the action wasn't as..thrilling and the whole journey was kind of sad: reclaim a rock? i mean, after finding the ark of the covenant - what a let down. c.
alright, i've shilly shallied long enough. time for bed. EAST SIIIDE!
today - i slept in (got up at 8:30...sad that that is sleeping in these days), finished the rest of "Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark", got my teeth cleaned (ouch! i promise i will floss more!), went out to Powell butte for a walk (it was too fucking cold), got some sushi for lunch (mmm..), came home and watched "Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom", went over to d's for some dinner and more match making for m and now i'm home. i'm postponing going to bed because that means waking up and then that means going to work. work issues much? oh yes.
Indiana...Ark.i'm sorry but that is just to friggin' long of a title. well, the movie was really fun. harrison ford - wow! what a hunk he used to be! i think i missed out when i didn't seen it as a child, though. same with star wars. all in all it was a good time to spend some of my sat. night and most of my morning today. b.
Indiana...Doom. another really long title. come on lucas! anyway, i enjoyed this one waaaay less than the 'ark'. actually, to be fair, i really did not enjoy the romance in this one. kate capshaw was aggravating. the writing seemed a lot weaker too. indy's snarky comments just didn't bite as much. the action wasn't as..thrilling and the whole journey was kind of sad: reclaim a rock? i mean, after finding the ark of the covenant - what a let down. c.
alright, i've shilly shallied long enough. time for bed. EAST SIIIDE!
Sunday, February 19, 2006
sunday, bloody (hilarious) sunday
omg. this is a complete backtrack entry but necessary. how could i have forgotten the hot mess that was sunday?!
i actually got up around 8am. wtf! then i made it to k's brunch. I WAS THE FIRST ONE THERE!! i am so proud of myself. i really do hate getting places late because it seems so rude and i usually cannot account for the time lapse. however, everytime i am running late there seems to be some spectacular mess of traffic. doesn't matter the time, place or route i'm taking. it's just God's way of telling me i should've left the house a little earlier.
so i chat with k&j. how friggin' cute are they!?! real cute, actually, is the answer. i ~do~ fall in love with k's "breakfast mix" that's playing in the background. every other song i'm all, "oh my god! i love this song!" well actually, every song for awhile there. so, they tell me never to watch friday night tv again. i agree because though i'm not "crosstraining" (by the way, i think the physical fitness standards suggest every week you should get 4.5 hours of heart beat raising activity in order to lose weight) there are plenty of other things i could've done.
many people arrive. i meet this woman who i have a ridiculous amount in common with: both grew up in nc in the same area (it's rare to meet someone who's even heard of salisbury!), are social workers, love to go to movies, read and eat and are virgos. amazing. well, maybe not amazing, but it was refreshing.
and the food is great and people are laughing, some are yelling, d is reading astrological charts, it's a good time. then 'get ur freak on' had to come up in the mix. oh my! there were asses popping and dropping. i think, "now this is my kind of church!" i hang out and watch "the L word". funny, i missed all of season 2 but i could follow it reasonably well. i don't think that's necessarily a good thing.
so i finally go and i come home. eh. i don't really want to be there so i...of course...go to a movie. i saw:
the squid & the whale. it was on my list before it was nominated for best original screenplay but seeing it became a higher priority because of the nomination. i like to be informed when the academy screws people over. anyway, it was good. story of a dysfunctional family in 1986 park slope brooklyn (my old hood!). jeff daniels is a killer as the cold, academic father being divorced by the caring yet closed (and adulterous) newly published author mother played by laura linney. i like her. her eyes seem tiny to me but she carries those meaningful looks well. the two boys, i think 16 and 12, are FUCKED UP normally but the divorce brings strange behavior out of them yet in the end they reach the places they need to be. the writing felt familiar, comfortable. i found it a very disturbing comedy and noticed i laughed at times others didn't. oh well, their loss. at this point (i have yet to see "match point") i doubt it'll win the oscar against the likes of 'syriana' and 'crash' and 'good night, and good luck' but the oscars have no shortage of surprise winners. but i digress: b+
i actually got up around 8am. wtf! then i made it to k's brunch. I WAS THE FIRST ONE THERE!! i am so proud of myself. i really do hate getting places late because it seems so rude and i usually cannot account for the time lapse. however, everytime i am running late there seems to be some spectacular mess of traffic. doesn't matter the time, place or route i'm taking. it's just God's way of telling me i should've left the house a little earlier.
so i chat with k&j. how friggin' cute are they!?! real cute, actually, is the answer. i ~do~ fall in love with k's "breakfast mix" that's playing in the background. every other song i'm all, "oh my god! i love this song!" well actually, every song for awhile there. so, they tell me never to watch friday night tv again. i agree because though i'm not "crosstraining" (by the way, i think the physical fitness standards suggest every week you should get 4.5 hours of heart beat raising activity in order to lose weight) there are plenty of other things i could've done.
many people arrive. i meet this woman who i have a ridiculous amount in common with: both grew up in nc in the same area (it's rare to meet someone who's even heard of salisbury!), are social workers, love to go to movies, read and eat and are virgos. amazing. well, maybe not amazing, but it was refreshing.
and the food is great and people are laughing, some are yelling, d is reading astrological charts, it's a good time. then 'get ur freak on' had to come up in the mix. oh my! there were asses popping and dropping. i think, "now this is my kind of church!" i hang out and watch "the L word". funny, i missed all of season 2 but i could follow it reasonably well. i don't think that's necessarily a good thing.
so i finally go and i come home. eh. i don't really want to be there so i...of course...go to a movie. i saw:
the squid & the whale. it was on my list before it was nominated for best original screenplay but seeing it became a higher priority because of the nomination. i like to be informed when the academy screws people over. anyway, it was good. story of a dysfunctional family in 1986 park slope brooklyn (my old hood!). jeff daniels is a killer as the cold, academic father being divorced by the caring yet closed (and adulterous) newly published author mother played by laura linney. i like her. her eyes seem tiny to me but she carries those meaningful looks well. the two boys, i think 16 and 12, are FUCKED UP normally but the divorce brings strange behavior out of them yet in the end they reach the places they need to be. the writing felt familiar, comfortable. i found it a very disturbing comedy and noticed i laughed at times others didn't. oh well, their loss. at this point (i have yet to see "match point") i doubt it'll win the oscar against the likes of 'syriana' and 'crash' and 'good night, and good luck' but the oscars have no shortage of surprise winners. but i digress: b+
Saturday, February 18, 2006
s-a-t-e-r-d-a-y night
do you remember that song? i don't really but it was entered my awareness through 'wayne's world' when i was a teenager. or was it 'so i married an ax murderer'? i don't know...something with mike myers. my best friend loved mike myers so i saw a lot with him. anyway, we were singing along to the song where they spell out saturday and the friend we were with spelled it as typed in the title. there was an awkward pause.
moving on.
i spent last night doing something i am deeply ashamed of. k&j were kind enough to counsel me so i've already sought help. my crime? i watched, not one but two episodes of 'trading spouses: meet your new mommy' last night. my main defense is that i had nothing else to do. well, that's not true - i'm sure i could have found ANYTHING but that. but i didn't. my other defense is that the teaser commercials just made it sound like it'd be what i like to call hilarious/scary. and it was.
a new age woman and a FANATICAL christian woman switch households for a week. the new age woman goes to louisana and is (ironically) practically crucified by the friends of the family for not being a christian. the hilarious/scary favorite scene of her experience:
evil christian woman 3: so do you beleive in God or in a "higher power"?
she even pantomined the quotations. poor hippie woman. she was only trying to spread love (and hypnotherapy).
the most hilarious/scary scenes belonged to FANATICAL christian woman. she's shipped off to an evil dark world (boston suburb) where they practice satanic rituals (summer solstice party) and make offerings to false gods (they burned insense at the party). then she's forced to do a radio show giving advice about ungodly acts (sex) and her breaking point is when she is forced to work on the show with a practitioner of the darkest art (he was a psychic (a christian one to boot)). she finally put her foot down (she'd been the most demanding person i'd ever seen before this) and decided the family would do what she wanted (they went to church). she appealed to the children for help (she prosilitized each and every one (and they said no, score!)). when the heathen spawn didn't work she appealed to the husband (he validated her having her choice of belief) and he let her down. what more could anyone do? well, she pitched a fit. i mean, full on dramatic clutching of the chest, shallow breathing, crying, wailing. everything. when she finally got back to her family she kicked up the volume and there are all of these shots of her family staring with wide-eyed horror. i expected the bitchy, bossy older daughter to say, "not again - go get mom's medication". well, that's what i wanted to be said. didn't happen. she kicked the camera crew out, "if you are a christian then you can stay. if you are not of the lord then get out of my house. GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
it was entertaining. but i'll never do it again.
so to combat any temptation i may have had to repeat last night's horror - i rented all three of the indiana jones movies. the guy at movie madness helped me put them in order. he just sort of stared at them and was like, "man, i can't think of a better way to spend the night!" i could but you know - i had to work with what i got. anyway, i've only managed to watch the first half of the first one. i'm really tired and have decided to go to bed at 9:30pm on a saturday night. wow.
moving on.
i spent last night doing something i am deeply ashamed of. k&j were kind enough to counsel me so i've already sought help. my crime? i watched, not one but two episodes of 'trading spouses: meet your new mommy' last night. my main defense is that i had nothing else to do. well, that's not true - i'm sure i could have found ANYTHING but that. but i didn't. my other defense is that the teaser commercials just made it sound like it'd be what i like to call hilarious/scary. and it was.
a new age woman and a FANATICAL christian woman switch households for a week. the new age woman goes to louisana and is (ironically) practically crucified by the friends of the family for not being a christian. the hilarious/scary favorite scene of her experience:
evil christian woman 3: so do you beleive in God or in a "higher power"?
she even pantomined the quotations. poor hippie woman. she was only trying to spread love (and hypnotherapy).
the most hilarious/scary scenes belonged to FANATICAL christian woman. she's shipped off to an evil dark world (boston suburb) where they practice satanic rituals (summer solstice party) and make offerings to false gods (they burned insense at the party). then she's forced to do a radio show giving advice about ungodly acts (sex) and her breaking point is when she is forced to work on the show with a practitioner of the darkest art (he was a psychic (a christian one to boot)). she finally put her foot down (she'd been the most demanding person i'd ever seen before this) and decided the family would do what she wanted (they went to church). she appealed to the children for help (she prosilitized each and every one (and they said no, score!)). when the heathen spawn didn't work she appealed to the husband (he validated her having her choice of belief) and he let her down. what more could anyone do? well, she pitched a fit. i mean, full on dramatic clutching of the chest, shallow breathing, crying, wailing. everything. when she finally got back to her family she kicked up the volume and there are all of these shots of her family staring with wide-eyed horror. i expected the bitchy, bossy older daughter to say, "not again - go get mom's medication". well, that's what i wanted to be said. didn't happen. she kicked the camera crew out, "if you are a christian then you can stay. if you are not of the lord then get out of my house. GET OUT!!!!!!!!!!!!"
it was entertaining. but i'll never do it again.
so to combat any temptation i may have had to repeat last night's horror - i rented all three of the indiana jones movies. the guy at movie madness helped me put them in order. he just sort of stared at them and was like, "man, i can't think of a better way to spend the night!" i could but you know - i had to work with what i got. anyway, i've only managed to watch the first half of the first one. i'm really tired and have decided to go to bed at 9:30pm on a saturday night. wow.
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