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She gave her self a haircut and the bangs went a little wrong. We looked up a picture and purely by coincidence they were wearing the same shirt, so she was a good sport and posed.
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I was like a religious person when it came to loving Disney. I simply kept the happy feelings the movies gave me and didn’t put much thought into actually thinking about the message of the movies. I say message in the singular form because almost all of the classics have a similar message: all that matters is that you’re beautiful (on the outside).
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I used to love Belle so much. Then I took a required ethics class in college three years ago and saw Beauty and the Beast in a new light: Don’t worry about domestic violence. Stick with your man and he WILL change and fall in love with you.
OK, so I still love Belle. Whatever. I have the Beauty and the Beast soundtrack and I’m not getting rid of that any time soon. I even have the Beauty and the Beast Christmas movie. But I still wish I was in the dark about these princesses, especially Belle!
Also, is it just me or are Disney movies just not as good as they used to be? I thought the Princess and the Frog was sooo booorring. I don’t fall asleep often in movies, but that one was a snoozer. I liked Tangled, but I didn’t like it anywhere near as much as I liked some of the older princess movies.
I don’t think it’s just that I’m older and so the movies aren’t as interesting. I still love kid movies. Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs??? Yes, please! I loved the book and I loved the movie. And don’t get me started on how much I loved Rio. I think I loved everything about that movie. Oh, and I think any Pixar movie goes without saying. Amazing.
Well, I think I’m done now. Sorry if I ruined Disney for you as well.
When I started playing Bioshock 2 this week I took a walk on the wild side and decided to play on medium instead of easy.
I finished the first Bioshock and it was super easy so I thought I could handle it. It said medium was for people who have “played shooters before.”
That’s me, I thought. I BEAT Bioshock 1. This surely is me.
So I picked medium and got a little race in my heart.
After a couple levels I realized maybe medium wasn’t for me. Maybe just because you’ve played shooters before doesn’t mean you are good.
I got to a level where I kept dying and kept dying. I was about to quit, and the computer must have sensed my anxiety because a message came up on the screen saying something like, “If your current level of difficulty is too hard you can always change it in the Options menu.”
What?? F%*k you, Bioshock.
I was insulted by a computer!
They should have said at the beginning that medium was for people who have succeeded at shooters before. That way there is no confusion!
I ended up going back to easy.
Still really fun! I love these games, and I especially like the creepy old-timey music that plays throughout the game.
I don’t know how I managed to never notice Ryan Gosling. I went to see his new movie, Drive, this weekend, and now I’m in love.
Where has Ryan been my whole life? Before I talk about what a dreamboat Ryan is, let’s talk about how amazing Drive is. I originally wanted to see Melancholia, but it wasn’t playing so we saw Drive instead. I was kind of interested in seeing it, but as soon as the music started in the opening credits I knew it was going to be a cool movie.
What’s the movie actually about, you ask? In the spirit of me keeping with my belief that reviews are generally boring, let’s just say it’s about a guy who is a stunt driver for movies and he also does a bit of work on the side as a getaway driver for bad guys. You can read about it here, but I’d suggest getting off your lazy butt and going to see this movie immediately. You won’t regret it. I can’t imagine anyone not liking this movie simply for the fact that Ryan Gosling is gorgeous. Guys will want to be him, girls will just want him, but everyone will want to go out and buy some toothpicks and a scorpion jacket immediately after the movie.
Here’s a song from the movie. I love it.
By the way, hi. I’m back from my vacation and I’ll post pictures soon. We went to a shooting range, golfing, fishing, Nashville-ing, etc. Very fun.
Do you ever like a song, get super enthusiastic and then realize when you are talking about it to other people you probably sound like “omg omg like totally!!”
I feel like that about Katy Perry right now. I was never that fond of her. I thought she was OK, but not special. Then randomly I started listening to her on Spotify one day.
Now I want to literally grab people by the collar and say, “OMG HAVE YOU LISTENED TO TEENAGE DREAM??” (her album, not the song)
Seriously, it’s so good. Right up my alley.
Have YOU heard Hummingbird Heartbeat? If not, you can listen to it here.
By the way, even though my friend MP gave me Seasons 2 and 3 of Arrested Development I still totally hate the person who outbid me on eBay. Who the f does he think is? I watched that freakin’ site every other hour and the joy I felt at winning my £1.99 bid was unreal. Then mystery Arrested Development fan outbid me and eBay sent me an email saying I LOST my bid. I know it worked out better for me, but still. What a penis.
I’ve been waiting for this moment. People at my work have decided to get together tomorrow evening to attend one of our local pub quiz nights.
So far working in a British office has been a major disappointment in terms of expectations The Office gave me. All of my managers are reasonable characters who don’t wear heels, no one eats scotch eggs, and no one has put my stapler in Jell-O and thrown it out the window. In fact, I don’t even have a stapler and we work in a basement with windows that don’t actually open, so it would be quite a toss considering it would need to shatter glass. A messy prank indeed.
Will there be fierce competition tomorrow night like The Office? Will I get my shoes thrown over the pub roof?
I don’t know the answers to these questions yet. In fact, I don’t know the answers to many trivia questions so I don’t think this will be a successful quiz for me. I’ll report back tomorrow.
I left most of my Potter shirts back in the US, so my selection isn’t what it used to be. Still, my decision on which one to wear tomorrow is something I’ve been debating for more than a week now.
Back home I have:
Harry Potter (in 3 different shirts)
Hogwarts button-up hoodie
Here I have only these two:
I really like the detail in his glasses.
Sorry for the crappy quality. Don’t worry, these will definitely get ironed before tomorrow.
And the other one. This one actually fits me really well and I like the v-neck.
I think I’m probably going to wear the black tomorrow and the white Sunday. Does anyone else own Potter clothes?
Last night Adrian showed me this picture and said, “Do you know who these people are?”
I said, “I don’t know. The one in the middle kinda looks like my Uncle Chuck, though. Is it? Who are the other two?”
“NO! IT’S A SHOW YOU’RE CURRENTLY WATCHING.”
I guessed X-files, but Adrian got angrier!
I still couldn’t get it.
Then he informed me it was Data, Riker and La Forge from Star Trek. Oops!
Me: HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW? THEY LOOK COMPLETELY DIFFERENT!
Adrian: Don’t blame me for you being a dumbass.*
*Adrian’s not as mean as he sounds.
You know how when you are walking down the street and you get a whiff of someone’s cologne or perfume you are taken back to another time and place where someone you were close to also wore that scent? Well, that happens to me, but with music.
Whenever I hear Mariah Carey’s song Hero, I feel like I can taste egg salad, or “egg mayo” as the English would say. When I first heard that song I couldn’t stop thinking about how good it was, and I was also in the middle of an egg salad obsession, so it’s always stuck with me. It’s such a weird feeling in my head, like I’m eating egg salad … but I’m not.
Another odd thing is Sheryl Crow’s song “All I Wanna Do,” from her first CD Tuesday Night Music Club.
For some reason this song planted itself in some pit in my brain roughly 15 years ago and randomly will pop out and I’ll start singing the song with altered lyrics appropriate for my activity. For example, in Berlin last summer I was waiting for the U-bahn and I became violently thirsty. All of a sudden my head started singing, “All I wanna do, is drink some water … I got a feeling I’m not the only one …”
I hate it. I don’t really hate the song, but I want it to leave my brain because it’s just an average song with no reason to stick with me.
Does anyone else have any musical anomalies?
My mom has a new phone so she’s been able to e-mail me quick pictures of what’s happening back home. It looks like certain kitties have been busy!
Did you notice my dad’s pants in that picture? He’s going for the Donnie Baker Zubaz look. I saw Donnie Baker live once, and he was wearing the same Pork Star shirt my dad has. In Columbus, Ohio there is a BBQ restaurant called Hoggy’s, and if you beat the Hoggy’s challenge you get a free shirt that says PORK STAR on the back. You have to eat a ridiculous amount, like a rack of ribs, half a chicken, pulled pork sandwiches, etc.
If you don’t know who Donnie Baker is, then you won’t get this blog post title either.
Here’s a song that’s kind of a compilation of some of the stuff he talks about when he calls into the Bob & Tom radio show. It’s this guy who pretends to be a total redneck hick, and he’s always cracking rude jokes, talking about trying to sell his boat, making fun of his idiot manager Randy, or telling stories about all the women he porks. His band is called Donnie Baker and the Pork Pistols.
In 1994 I started fourth grade. I had lots of friends still, because that was the age just before things like trendy clothes, boobs, drinking, etc. mattered. It was before being a Girl Scout was social suicide.
I was a bit younger in this pic, but you get the idea of how rad I was.
I had a crush on a boy named C.J., and I decided my New Year’s resolution in 1995 would be to kiss a boy. It didn’t have to be C.J., it could be any eligible bachelor in the fourth grade. I had thought kissing sounded like fun for a while, and for some reason when I was in Kindergarten I thought it would be fun to kiss Robin from the 1960s Adam West Batman show.
I used to pretend like I was on the show. My sister was a newborn, so I didn’t have anyone to talk to at night. When I was forced to go to bed I’d sit in my room and pretend like I was on a mission, singing the tune the whole time: Dun nuh nuh nuh nuh BAT-MAN! Weird, huh?
Probably not due to history of weirdness as such, but I definitely didn’t meet my New Year’s resolution in ’95.