We'll take a cup of kindness yet, for auld lang syne!

Well, you know you have a true friend when they not only take you to a movie, but also drive 15 minutes both ways to deliever a Bono picture that you left in their vehicle (the one to the left in fact). I think it is a great start to the year - or at least that is what I am convincing myself of...so far working pretty well.
You might be wondering...why is anyone at home writing a blog on the biggest party night of the year - since of course I am the world's biggest party girl? Well, I did recieve invites from all of the biggest celebrities, but as usual I decided to stay home with my parents watching the two Apple Dumpling Gang movies. I just hope that Jake, Owen, Luke, and the many others will understand!!!
Anyway, I hope that you all have a safe New Year and remember no matter what the future year holds, at least you are not moving back home to live with your parents. Whatever it is...it could always be worse!!!

I was spending money like the way it likes to rain...

So...today I saw my first tv ad for Underworld: Evolution. As most of you will suspect, I am really looking forward to this movie coming out...and it is conviently arriving in theatres - fingers crossed that it will be in Bellingham - on January 20th. This means, of course, that I can see it at least once beforemoving back to Sactown where I have to explain all of my outings and financial expenditures. I really can't complain since they will be supporting me until I find a job, but still...what will I ever do without my matinees?!?!
For the most part, I zoned for a good portion of the day. Well, I was up at 6:15am, which clearly messed with my head. I had already been to 3 different stores by 10am. Scary...truly a frightening experience. Anyway, we found a DVD case for the work room...now all I have to do is limit my DVD collection...riiiiiiigggghhhht. That won't be hard or anything. Back to this afternoon...I spent 6 hours watching CMT's countdown of the 100 greatest duets. And it will surprise no one that I guessed the number one hit hours in advance. Even my own mother is calling me a geek, but I won't ruin it for anyone who takes the time to what the countdown....thank the lord for cable...how else could I waste that much time of my life and think it a good thing.

You're here with me...it's like a dream

So I have the best news of the year...well kinda. I haven't finished my thesis or have a trip to Europe planned in the near future, but my parents get the SciFi channel, which means - you guessed it I am sure by now - new Battlestar Galactica episodes in January...no waiting around for the next DVD set to come out. Yes, I finally have a good reason for moving back home. I could think of good reasons why moving back to Sactown made sense, but not living at home again. I mean lets face it, I finally have a good relationship with my parental unit and they are finally seeing me as an adult and moving back home into my mom's sewing room could only hurt that. I have some good friends in town and so I had been looking forward to spending more time with them...now I have a good reason to put up with the small one-windowed craft zone.
Othere than that, no real excitement. Went to P & P with my mom - numero 9 for those still counting and still I have only paid 2 times - and then shopping for a piece of furniture to house my limited DVD collection in the sewing room. I will say this now: this will either go quite well or horribly bad and right now it really is a toss up. I'll be sure to keep everyone informed of the situation. Must go to bed, though, since I am getting up at 6am tomorrow...and if that wasn't enough of a shock...it is the second time this week. Yes, Virginia...the apocalypse is upon us!!

After years of expensive education...

So after years of higher learning, I can't remove the plastic protective wrapping or the sports top of a water bottle. Much to ChickLit's disappointment, at one of our potty breaks on the way home from Healdsburg - think Santa Rosa - I got a bottle of water, but then couldn't open the damn thing. It is truly sad and unfortunate when you realize that you are completely incompetent...why did I put all my student loans in a masters when I should have been trying to find basic living courses. Alas, I have no clue.
The trip to visit with ChickLit's best grad school bud went well, although I don't think that I enjoyed the movie - we ended up seeing The Family Stone - nearly as much as the others. It has it moments - most notably Luke Wilson wearing nothing but a towel - but the family seemed manufactured to me and I really did hate them at points...and for some family members it never went away. Don't get me wrong, though it isn't a bad film, I just wanted more and the actors that starred in the film could easily have given more. I think I mourn what might have been than anything else. Who knows really, but the interesting news is that I didn't cry at all. Amazing...perhaps the end of the world is coming soon...well I should really find that good Keith Urban music video online before then!!

Note to self: don't die...

This won't be long since I am leaving my house at 6:30am tomorrow, but I thought I would set down a few recent revelations...first of all, I am pretty darn good at assembling bookcases from boxes. Secondly, my feet can't handle 8 hours of shopping. And last but not least, I am completely infatuated with Ryan Adams - NOT BRYAN...RYAN!!! The more I listen to this guy, the more I like his music. He may be an ass-clown in the real world, but I don't care...I guess that isn't all that surprising, but still...I do have standards - low ones but they do exist!!!
I spent most of today shopping for organizational materials for the big move back home. I am no longer moving back into my old room...now the nautical/Santa/Indian artificat/Celtic computer room (and study). Instead I will be taking over the much smaller sewing room. To be honest I really don't care. It will be bad no matter what and at least this way I will have more privacy since only my computer with no internet and my tv with no satellite. I am looking forward to the good life...really...no I mean it!!!

I'm loving angels instead...

So I just don't get it...why hasn't America embraced Robbie Williams?!?! How absurd...I mean the guy is not only a welcome sight to behold, he has an underdog story, he wears a wife-beater well, and can drink with the best of them...Americans love those qualities. Plus he is manly and is liked by both men and women. He may look a little scrawny, but my money is on him...no matter tha opponent. I'm pretty sure he doesn't play fair.
You are probably wondering where this came from, but I have been chilling out watching my Live 8 DVDs and I was watching his 5 song stretch in which everyone in London - man, woman, child, and occasional animal - sang along to every song, had both hands waving in the air, and jumped up and down. And not only fast upbeat songs, but also the campy/sentimental song "Angel". Amazing...I am such an anglophile. The nice thing, though, is that Robbie Williams is followed by the Aussie sensation Keith Urban. Two men I love in a row...who could ask for anything more.
I spent a good portion of today shopping, but not really for myself. I picked up a coupld things for other people. I did get an O.C. calendar for myself, but it was 50%off. How could I pass that one up?!?!?!

Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas...

Ok...I know it has been a couple of days since I have posted, but hey I have been busy. I drove down to Bothell - a burb outside Seattle - on Wednesday to stay with a friend. In one of my most exciting nights ever...we refiled her father's business records in the attic. Sadly I am not really being sarcastic...I really did have a good time. My flight, aside from being 2 hours late, was quite uneventful. My mother and I had a row my first night back, but things are a bit better now...I've seen a couple of friends...gorged on decent food that I didn't have to scrounge...and best of all - PRESENTS!!
It will come as a surprise to no one that I am spoiled rotten; comes with being an only child. This spoilage comes from more than just my parents. So, I'm guessing you want to know what I got...wait for it...a goat. Yes, my best present was that of a goat donated in my name to Heifer International to be given to some impoverished person somewhere in the world. I know it sounds corny, but I think it is awesome...lord knows I got enough others things. So here is the highlight list (divided by category of course!!!):
DVDs

• Buffy Season 7 (I know what you are thinking...didn't she have this already. Actually I had them all on tape, but apparently that wasn't good enough)
• The Cutting Edge: The Magic of Movie Editing (I've only heard good things about this documentary)
• Visions of Light: The Art of Cinematography (Think the title is pretty self explanitory)
• Enigma (Brillant film that American don't appreciate and my local Blockbuster lost)
• Live 8 (Fab 4 disc volume of the 8 concerts...and hey it has U2 and Paul McCartney on stage together)

Books

• A Vision of the Future: Star Trek Voyager (Yes...I am a geek, but you knew that already)
• An Illustrated History of Scotland (If only I could find that single Scotsman with a castle looking for that quirky American girl - me)

Miscellaneous

• Trio of Framed cemetary photos from Tennessee
• Family heirloom jewelry from my Nana (3 sets of nifty earings)
• Fluffy robe (and pink at that)
• Quilted Ottoman cover
• Chocolate covered cherries
• And much more, but I am sure you have stopped reading by now!!!

Overall a bloody fantastic Christmas day. After opening presents we listened to old Christmas albums (actual records since my dad got a turntable as a present) and then the Smothers Brothers...my favorite. All in all a good day in a season of depressed ones!!!

a job that slowly kills you

It's official...I now hate lemon bars. When I decided to make the formerly tasty treat as holiday gifts to friends, neighbors, and co-workers, I didn't realize how many batches of lemon bars that actually meant. It started out prtty nice, but now my house won't stop smelling of lemon and I have done more dishes than I can remember. Now I will admit that some of those dishes were not lemon bar related, but I needed to vent.
Actually, I talked Ms. Jane Bennett into coming over tonight to help me get my flat in order and do all the dishes since my I don't want to look at them when I get home. Well that and the fact that once again my water is getting turned off for the day. Apparently, they didn't actually fix anything the last time they shut off the water for the day...it is strange not to be able to use the toilet in your own home. Something I shouldn't have to deal with...I am a wilting flower...well not really just a big fan of bathroom facilities in my own home. I'm just wacky that way!!

Burn the land and boil the sea...

So it has been a couple of days since I last posted anything, but not to worry. I am still alive and well. I have just been over-the-top busy. Now before you assume that my workload is holiday related...think again! I actually mean real work, well volunteer work really, but you get the idea and all. I had hoped to finish up my work with the maps at the Center for Pacific Northwest Studies - nifty sounding place huh. Unfortunately, the database had sever problems and the collections themselves weren't without issue. Anyway, I am not in the labelling phase of the project, but a million and one things keep coming up. Hopefully tomorrow I will finish...but first I must deal with my other boss - actually thesis advisor which makes saying 'no' impossible - and his syllabus/reading list problems. I understand not wanting to find 2 pages worth of single-spaced articles, but hey it shouldn't be my job. Oh how I hate so many things at once...what I really need to do is clean my flat and pack. Priorities...priorities!!
In more fun news, I have started rewatching the miniseries and first season of Battlestar Galactica in an effort to prepare for the arrival of the season 2 DVDs - keep in mind I have no clue how I am going to pay for them. Well actually to be more specific, I have been a bit obsessed with Horatio Hornblower - i.e. Ioan Gruffudd and the extremely bodacious Jamie Bamber...See people, sometimes my random DVD watching actually makes logical sense. I will admit not often, but every once in a while I can surprise you. Back to Battlestar, though. Unfortunately, it is only half of a season and still costs around $40...oh if only I had an unlimited DVD fund...but in happy news I think my parents might get FX which means I could watch the episodes on tellie. Pretty nifty...
One final thing...saw P & P again tonight with a friend. Just so that no one worries, it was her idea - and I hadn't gone in a couple of weeks. I really do love the story...I don't care the format, I am still a sucker. However, I am sure this is news to absolutely no one...most people knew that already!!

Oh the weather outside is frightful...

So for the past couple of months I have been pondering a certain thing...why is urine yellow. I know it isn't deeply philosophical or anything, but it is a valid question. I mean other substances that leave your body usually conform to colors of food or other matter that has been injested. However, urine is always yellow - unless blood has been mixed in. The other day I realized that I have a friend whose whole family works in the medical field...so I asked and finally got an answer that I thought I should share. So according to Bill, "as urine is concentrated bilirubin it is also concentrated causing a yellow rue. If you were to drink a lot of fluids and hence have very diluted urine to would then be more clear...make sense?" So there you go folks...now you can never claim that my blog isn't a fount of useful info.
In other news, it is frickin' freezing up here. It never gets above 35 degrees and nights are colder that I wish to write. I have removed the temperature gauge from my room since it only depresses me. I woke up this morning to a 47 degree room; I feel like I am camping just without the smores and songs. Hopefully Sactown is warmer...I could use warmer!!! I actually went over to a friend's house tonight to simply bask in the wonder of her heated home!!! At least I brought lemon bars...I paid my dues.

No one here can love or understand me...

I have witnessed Kong...and it is magnificent!!! Yes my friends, Peter Jackson has done it again. 3 hours of my life gone and honestly it felt like a couple of minutes. I don't even know where to begin. The film...pure wonder. As expected, Peter Jackson has created a magical and fantastic world and his Kong will make you laugh and cry - and if you are Ms. Jane Bennet, sob for a couple of minutes. And who has more expressive eyes than Adrien Brody - I hate to say it, but with a mere glance, I can totally forgive him owning and driving a hummer. I really don't have any scruples I guess. But you do have to love the fact that he has been banned from SNL for life!!! If only they would ban Paris Hilton and all althletes instead...
Meanwhile, I am beginning to realize how much I am going to miss Canadian tellie. I mean, just the other night I watched curling for a good 20 minutes - I still have no clue really what it is all about, but what the heck - and tonight I got a lesson in the differences between ice skates, which included an interesting tutorial in why hockey skates have a shorter blade while ice skates have notches. Fascinating stuff...oh how my education shall suffer!

In a little apartment, just trying to get by...

Come to find out, I am dependent on running water in my apartment. I know this might sound silly, but you really don't know how good you have it until you turn the faucet handle and no water comes out. Sure you have a bucket full of water ann sure you somehow live while camping out...bit it is a whole different situation in an apartment. Now before anyone starts to wonder about my ability to pay my bills, the apartment complex is getting a new water heater or something. I got a memo, but never really got around to reading it...
My current obession of Horatio Hornblower is still in full swing, although that might be preempted by King Kong. Ms. Jane Bennet and I have tickets for tomorrow night. I am looking forward to 3 hours of Peter Jackson's butt-numbing CGI fun. I don't always care for CGI these days...it is done so poorly and not incorporated well. It seems like in this day and age it is CGI for CGI sake. Hence why I love films like Underworld and the like that use guys in costume or other older techniques. Batman Begins is another film that used CGI well. Anyway...look for a full review tomorrow!!!

My soul is there beside you, let this candle guide you...

So, since this is my blog and I can write about whatever I want - and lord knows I have shared more than I ever needed to - I figure I will spend another day gushing about my love for Horatio Hornblower. I mean it goes beyond the simply fact that I am an anglophile and will watch anything produced by the BBC or the fact that any British film will contain a fun mixture of incestuous British stars - not actual incest, but the fact that there is only a handful of British actors at one time and those actors can and will show up anywhere and everywhere!! Or the cute guys in lovely uniforms and shiny shoes with heels and loose white trousers (Ioan Gruffudd had this to say "The arses on the trousers aren't very tight. They're very loose and baggy and I like tight trousers. And the shoes - the shoes have got a bit of a heel, and it's a strange sensation for a man. Especially when you're running.' He mimes a mincing trot. 'I am mighty Hornblower! Watch me run like a girl!'")
But I digress, I also love the ships and the poor namelss sailor dudes you know are going to kick it at the first sign of the Frogs - I mean the French not actual frogs, although now that I think about it I am guessing quite a few sailors died from poisonous frogs - or a big storm. And of course my favorite...the homoerotic moments between our hero and his best bud.
I mean come on...who doesn't secretly hope that the longing looks and causal embraces will lead to something more. After Mr. Hunter died, the two of them had the whole Spanish jail cell to themselves. What better way to spend the hours of captivity? I mean there are whole websites devoted to fanfic and the undying love between Archie and Horatio (my condolences to Maria and that French chick that died). One site even has a music video featuring various moments of the two of them to a soundtrack of the Helen Reddy hit from Disney's Pete's Dragon "Candle on the Water". It doesn't get campier than that...and if anything can keep me sane...its that!!

But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea

My daily readers, if I do have any on the weekends that is, are probably wondering where yesterday's blog was...well my friends, I simply got too carried away with Horatio Hornblower - horrible name really, but delightful series. Yes, I spent a glorious weekend in happy BBC costume drama land where the women where amazing and beautiful costumes while the men wear too much blush and walk around with pistols and swords. I make no secret of the fact that I love costume dramas...always have. There is just something about them that fascinate me, and Hornblower has the best of those features and is set in one of my favorite periods, the Nepolianic Wars on the high seas - anyone of you, which is most of you, will have sat through at least one of my raving sessions concerning Master and Commander if not more!! Ah, to be a young boy on the high seas during such a time...although chances are I would be seasick and get fatally wounded at the first sign of trouble.
Other than that, my weekend got spent on the cell phone talking to friends or family and anyone else that wished to talk to me. Unfortunately, Femenazi had quite a bit of drama...but so did a couple of other friends. How I love the holidays...let me count the ways...well, at least soon it will be over for another year. There is something to rejoice about!!!
Now that I think about it, I didn't write on Friday as well. I ended up going to the office Christmas Party before having friends over to watch Shaun of the Dead. I kicked them out at midnight and went to bed straight away. It had been a strange day that included a bizarre trip to the health center that I won't share...believe me I am doing you a favor!! Ah well, I am allowed a break every now and again...it is not like anyone leaves comments or anything!

It's Baby's first Christmas...

As with many of my shows, I only half watch. If I miss an episode I really don't care and honestly sometimes I am quite excited when I do. Lord knows that I can always loose a show...free up some time for sleep!!! For example, I began to only half watch The West Wing last year and now I don't even think about the show. Brillant really - me not watching yest another show not the actual episodes of The West Wing...but that is not to say that the show was not brillant in its da.
Anyway, ER is another of those shows. It might surprise many of you, but I have never been an avid fan; probably all the blood and medical jargon. But I digress, anyway...last year I began watching The O.C. over at a friend's house and usually stayed to watch ER - a habit that has continued this year. Mostly I just like to annoy her with my zany predictions and repeating the same phrases over and over again...much like grade school. However, a couple of weeks ago as the Kovac/Abbie relationship developed - she HATES Kovac by the way...I think his accent is pretty hot - I started to bombard her with "Oohh Abbie is going to get pregant with Kovac's love child", "now they will get married and have dozens of babies", etc. over and over again also adding the word chlamydia into the mix simply because it is fun to say - unlike gonorrhea or crabs - and as a tribute to the stupidity of Ray - who apparently got the STD from his former underage girlfriend. Back to the story though, it all came true on tonight's episode. I think this might be a sign I really do watch way to much tellie...no one should predict storylines...especially when it is as dumb as this one. Yes my friends...ER has definitely jumped the shark and gone downhill since the days of George Clooney and co, but hey I don't mind. It is turning into my kind of WB show; a move I can readily get behind. I only need one good show and I have VM. The rest is filler and the more I can laugh at it...the better!

I look to my eskimo friend when I'm down, down, down

Yesterday I found a new motto, well it isn't a motto really but a statement of fact. Here goes...One by one the penguins steal my sanity. Don't you just love it...and hey it explains so much really. I know have an excuse - a cute one at that - for my loss of sanity. I love it!!!
Well, my embarrassment is now all over the internet. Yesterday's blog was featured on ChickLit's site. Oh well, most people who read this blog know me pretty well, if not this is a good time to back out.
I will also have my apartment back to myself. I have had a friend staying for a few days. I enjoy the company, although I am not the best hostess and I am not a morning person. But the house will seem quiet again. I have gotten used to haing someone come along on my field trips!!!
And if you missed tonight's Veronica Mars don't read any further...
But I love that Wallace is back. Hopefully he doesn't lave again, but unfortunately this probably means the return of Jackie. I guess they - whoever they are - got it right when they saif nothing in life is free.

There’s an oh such a hungry yearning burning inside of me

Ok...so I wasn't telling the truth the other day when I revealed that I loved watching cavalry charges on film...well at least not the whole truth. In reality the fact of the matter is this: cavalry charges make me horny. (Yes this seals it...my parents will never NEVER see this blog.) I wish there was another word for it since horny is not the most elequent word, but there you go. Originally, I thought to keep this to myself, but I told a couple of friends - including ChickLit - and each laughed hysterically. Although the news may not be the most flattering, I figured that given the current situation of most of my closest friends...the world needs to laugh. And hey, when I actually think about it, I really don't have that much dignity left. I mean let's take a look:

• I am 24 years old and still living off the funds of my parents - and I don't mean a trust fund
  
• I am moving home to live with my parents once again - and I don't mean in a guest/pool house out back
  
• My car broke down and I had to borrow even more money from my parents
  
• I have no job as of Dec. 10...I am simply a "volunteer" - which if I am honest I have been all along
  
• My thesis seems to be in never ending bureaucratic purgatory - not even going there...
• I am still single- although seem to be stuck in a quasi-relationship I don't want (see I really don't want to be in love I want to be in love in a movie!!!)
• I have now seen P & P 7 times - if that isn't a cry for help I don't know what is
  

So there you have it...I am a sad, pathetic person who has confessed on the internet - for anyone to read except my parents - one of my most guarded secrets. Well not really, but I am thankful that most of my readership remains either on the east coast or across the pond. Kind of conforting really, that and the fact that ChickLit's blog a couple days ago was far more embarrassing. Hopefully everyone gets a good laugh so Santa Claus can bring me a man, a job, and a couple of million dollars for Christmas...hey a girl can dream!

Let's tune out by turning on the radio...

On a recent viewing of Robin Hood: Prince of Theives, a film screening inspired by Kingdom of Heaven no less, I was mesmerized by Alan Rickman's hair. He is by far the best thing in the film, but the hair is fascinating. The picture doesn't do it credit...fucking brillant!!
Now onto business...although I had completed December's ELFI mix last week it wasn't published. Now this doesn't affect most of you, but keep in mind seeing P & P 7 times - but only paid 3 time thank you very much - takes a pretty big chunk of time. Come on people...it is the holiday season, I gotta hide and hey as Franz Ferdinand sings "The dark of the matinee/It's better in the matinee/The dark of the matinee is mine"!! And so without further gilding the lily and with no more ado, I give to you, the seeker of serenity, the protector of Italian virginity, the enforcer of our Lord God, the one, the only, Sir Ulllrrrich von Lichtenstein...no wait scratch that. I give you December 2005 ELFI Mix:

1. What You Own - Rodger and Mark from Rent
(I love this song, especially the reminder of the fact that in many respects, in America often you are what you own!)
2. Matinee - Franz Ferdinand
(If the title of the song wasn't proof enough - along with the quotes I used earlier in this blog - you have to respect any song that include "leave this academic factory"...you just do!)
3. Gold Rush - Kissinger
(This song is just catchy and for some reason reminds me of the horrid yearly field trip to Sutter's Fort that I dreaded.)
4. Intuition - Jewel
(I really do hope that Jewel was attempting to be ironic with this song...otherwise I jsut lost a whole lot of respect for the girl.)
5. Pretty Vegas - INXS
(The dream of Vegas got me through a hell quarter and still has a special place in my heart...although did ruin Celine Dion, but no real loss there.)
6. New York, New York - Ryan Adams
(If you haven't caught on, I'm in love with this guy even if he is a ass-clown. This song is so catchy and infects you rmind from the first time you listen to it.)
7. It Ain't Me Babe - Joaquin Phoenix & Reese Witherspoon
(I loved Walk the Line, and thought that both Phoenix and Witherspoon did a fine job singing, but I still prefer the original recordings for the simple fact that I already own them and can't afford any CDs at the moment. However, I loved their fun rendition of this song.)
8. Nothing Better - The Postal Service
(You will recall my love of this Pacific Northwest/Cali treasure, but this song continues the sentitments of the previous track...in the end, I am not the right person for you...get it through your head.)
9. Square One - Tom Petty
(If you ignored the hype and went to see Elizabethtown, you will remember that this is the scene in which Orlando Bloom dances on the side of the road...a scene I love since I can do a similar dance. Anyway the song itself really speaks to my current situation...or at least I think so. )

Square one, my slate is clear
Rest your head on me, my dear
It took a world of trouble, took a world of tears
Took a long time... to get back here

10. Holding Things Together - Dwight Yoakam
(I was raised on good ol' country music and no one understands that music better than Dwight Yoakam. I love this cover of the Merle Haggard classic.)
11. Jesus Was a Crossmaker - The Hollies
(Absolutely love the opening lines..."Sweet silver angels over the sea, please come down flying low for me.")
12. Against All Odds - Phil Collins
(So I downloaded a Postal Service cover of this song that was just bad, but it did remind me how much I loved the Collins original. Classic songwriting...classic.)
13. Recycled Air - The Postal Service
(Anyone who knows me, knows I love to travel. This song reminds me of flying around Ireland. "I watch the patchwork farms' slow fade into the ocean's arms...")
14. Arthur's Theme (The Best That You Can Do) - Christopher Cross
(I love Burt Bacharach...'nough said!!)
15. Tune Out - The Format
(I love this group and the energy of the music itself. It is just fun to listen to.)
16. Popular - Glinda from Wicked
(I got a fab x-mas gift that got me listening to this fab musical again. But really folks, who doesn't want to be popular!! Hopefully tho ChickLit won't have a relapse!)
17. The Road to Mandalay - Robbie Williams
(Femenazi read this great quote to me the other day that talks about being a bystander to your own condusion. In many ways, I think that is the place I am at. I'm note sure where I am going and seem to be standing on the outside looking in.

Every mistake I've ever made
Has been rehashed and then replayed
As I got lost along the way

On a side note, man does this boy have a body...and a voice that I absolutely melt to - yes cheesy I know, but unfortunately true! )
18. English Girls Approximately - Ryan Adams
(As if the title wasn't enough, everyone knows I am a anglophile...even if the song is by an American dude!!)
19. Same in Any Language - I-Nine
(I loved Elizabethtown and this song seems to be one of its musical themes.)
20. Run - Air
(This song was used on a Veronica Mars ep and I just couldn't get it out of my head.)
21. Dawn - Jean-Yves Thibaudet
(Ah Mr. Darcy...how I love you...)
Well, that is all I have for you at the moment. Look forward to tomorrow's revelation about Sunday's blog...

And there are many paths to tread

So it turns out that I love a good cavalry charge on film. There is just something about them that produces feelings that I really don't think that I can describe. I should take a moment to apologize for the image from Kingdom of Heaven, but it was the best I could find in a quick amount of time. Anyway, not just crusade films or LOTR - both of which I have watched recently. Westerns have nifty charges as well, although there is some guilt over the fact that usually they are about to exterminate a native population of some sort. Cavalry charges just look cool and they have that great energy that makes you believe that those 20 guys on horseback can easily take on the enemy and somehow live. Now that is good entertainment people.
Well, I am thinking about making that my 35th birthday thing - not destryong a population or taking out the evildoers, but learning to ride a horse. I mean for my 30th I plan to learn how to drive stunt cars, so why not horse riding at the age of 35. Hopefully, I will have a job that can support these dreams...is that too much to ask?

send back a letter from America...

So I have been thinking lately, how long is it going to take before we no longer speak English in the US but American? Look at the romantic languages...all started with Latin and then you got French, Spanish and Portuguese after a good many years. I think it is only a matter of time until American speech becomes something all in itself with only faint tinges of the mother tongue...spend any amount of time with todays youth and you will understand what I mean!!!
Today was good...no real reason why, but good. I know this might not mean much to many of you, but the last couple of months have not gone by with resounding joy or laughter. It is odd, I am an only child and have spent a good portion of my life alone, but recently I have realized that living alone can be lonely. I don't mean living alone in an apartment, although that can be very isolating as well. In June my friends started leaving town and even though I have made new friends, it just doesn't fell the same. I feel like a dinosuar that somehow survived extinction...a third year grad student relic!

another ditch in the road, you keep moving...

So...today a little bit of my soul died. Although some of you might not believe it, I am not completely bitter and cynical...I do have some optimism. But what little idealism I have left was reduced quite a bit today. I went with my boss to retrieve some records from the off-site facility in Birch Bay...a cold war radar tower - I believe it is number 9 on the aerial photo. Anyway, I can't begin to describe the horror. It has the atmosphere of a horror film and would be a great builing to torture people since no one would hear anything through the cement walls. There are no windows and at the moment the building is home to many different insects and animals as well as a mausoleum for those no longer with us. As soon as I can, I plan to compose a eulogy for my dead idealism, but for right now the pain is too real.
Other than that, nothing much. Tomorrow I promise I will put up the tracklist for the December 2005 ELFI Mix. Since no one is getting the CD for a few weeks, this really reduces the need to get the tracklist published, but I wouldn't to fall behind. I would never catch up again. Knitting is going well, although I am not sure what I will do with all of the scarves I make. At least the current snow conditions make them a bit more relevent.

You know that should have been me...

So...it is sad, but a good portion of my day was spent looking up info on the "official" engagement of Nicole Kidman and Keith Urban. I kinda hope that it is true...kinda romantic in a way and they are both the same age and all and would have cute children. I fonly Keith and I had met before...thought I could write that with a straight face, but I was wrong. LOL
Today was world AIDS day...a fact that I didn't realize until late in the afternoon. A month ago, I read about a candle light vigil and thought that would be a nifty thing to go to, but with the snow crisis - it snowed from 11:30am to 8pm straight - I decided against standing outside in the snow. I can't afford to get sick...that would be bad, not as bad as AIDS, but definitely not a positive thing.
I have another nickname. H will now be referred to as FemeNazi. I only have one more to figure out. YAY!!! In eccentric news, I walked the 2 miles to Lois Lane's house to watch The O.C. and ER. Although I might think twice about doing it again, but it was kinda fun this evening. The shows were great and the company awesome, but the walk sucked...especially at 11pm!!!

But to wait for you, is all I can do and that's what I've got to face

I have noticed a disturbing trend with new movies. While I have aged, the people in the films have gotten younger. I got a good laugh out of all those websites that counted down the day until the Olsen twins or Lindsay Lohan were legal, but the joke has turned. Lets face it...the boys are getting younger and younger. Look at the recent Harry Potter film. Only 2 of the guys in that film are legal. I rented Sky High the other day - not sure why I wanted to watch this, but that is the least of my worries at the moment - and luckily the cute guy - pictured - is legal, but barely. It is all very disturbing and quite pervy when you think about it.
I watched the Veronica Mars ep when I got home this evening ...honestly I have no words at the moment - which I am sure will shock most of you! I also watched the alternate ending...I am glad they picked the one they did, but it could get nasty. What am I saying? Of course it will get nasty!! But the good news is...I'm up to 6 times now. I am not sad and pathetic...nah!