Looking Forward...

Sorry it's been so long, folks. A new school year has hammered me into the ground. Here's what I've been up to just today alone:

--gasping as Cait and Marla brutally murder my zombified and mildewed flowers (okay, okay, they should have been euthenized long ago--any thing else awaiting the axe?

--fixing my hallway: lots of spackling, taping, mudding and still painting and staining to go

--holding a funeral for my last already put-out-to-pasture DVD player and replacing it with an XBox.

--completing We Love Katamari and awaiting Beautiful Katamari (Oct 16) (I'm also awaiting GTA IV [March]). It's seems I never run out of things to kill, but at least it keeps me happy, awake, and motivated to do other things. Oh, what, that's the OPPOSITE of what video games are supposed to do? Feh. My new line for people who think TV and video games make you dumber is, You are only a strong as your weakest link, and if video games or TV is your weak link, than you have more serious problems than not getting out more.

--finding out more about my best friends than I ever knew by doing the "WTF?" function on OKcupid.com. This fun website allows you to answer literally hundred of questions about your beliefs, most about relationships, but a good chunk not, and then, after you've submitted a "WTF? request" you get a report sent to you that shows you how your friends answered. To my friends K and A, how was it that I never knew exactly where the line on inappropriate comments about religion was! (awk grammar, sorry)

--emailing my ex-fiancee about her childbearing anxiety. She has actually listened to my spiel about not-feeling-like-a-real-woman-if-you-don't/can't and has decided that all this time she's been living to please her mom--wow! I also sent her this cool webstie that can help narrow down the REAL reason one might have kid anxiety. Scroll down:
http://www.vhemt.org/biobreed.htm

--enjoying excerpts from Julianne Moore's new book on redheads here:
http://www.amazon.com/Freckleface-Strawberry-Julianne-Moore/dp/1599901072

Asenath has pointed out that it's really just the Ugly Duckling narrative. If so, than I will probably hate it. Why? Because the whole point is to LOVE YOURSELF THE WAY YOU ARE (clears throat), or else you might, oh, join a fucking CULT.

--checking out "top" websites. Here are two: Top Noir Films and Top Conservative Horror Films. Discuss.
http://www.ericenders.com/noir25.htm
http://www.libertyfilmfestival.com/libertas/?p=2689

--keeping up on that latest discourse on intersexuality. Check THIS out:



--and finally, enjoying the wonderful satire that is The (U.S.) Office. At first I didn't like it, but I've come to understand its appeal. The Pam/Jim tension is much better than the Tim/Dawn tension. And no, I don't think one has to somehow like Michael to like the show. I so hate this guy and feel better for not being as weird has he is.

Get Outta My Way!

To the twenty-year old dude in Wegman's who thought it'd be "fun" to drive a shopping scooter around just because it's midnight: soon you will be obese as fuck and it'll be me, not your silly-ass scooter in the bulk isle that makes backing-up beep noises as you fall into your fucking fat-lubricated grave (XXXLarge!).




To the lady driving the red sedan (licence plate NY DEW 5748), you're not fooling anyone by driving sloooooooooowly and howeeeeeeeeever you liiiiiiike. I see the Handicapped badge on your rear-view mirror and you probably ARE officially handicapped--what lardass isn't? But you obviously went to Home Depot, bought STICKERS and pasted "S-T-U-D-E-N-T-D-R-I-V-E-R" on your rear bumber--poorly, and with no attempt to appear like a legit driving school vehicle.