"...no dead end in sight..."

rampant escapism

Okay so a few weeks ago pookie and I were at Hastings and he found unedited copies of the original Star Wars trilogy. I'd seen bits and pieces a long time ago, and I think at some point when they were rereleased I saw the first one, and I also think at some point our dorm was host to a Star Wars night in which I'm pretty sure I played Sims and was lame and antisocial throughout, so alas, my memories of the original trilogy were fairly obscure.

So we watched all three. Like we got the first one by itself because it was kinda like, okay, what if they are super campy and lame in kind of an 80's sort of way. Then the other two because we are both OCD and have to have all of a collection and we (I) thought the first one wasn't bad at all, really. But omg.

OMG.

HAN AND LEIA OMG. SOCUTEALDJFGLJDFGL.

Case in point (#2 OMG #2!!!111eleventy):

So I am fangirling like whoa and am obsessively obtaining the novels because MORE. I WANT TO SEE MORE OF THIS. Even if it's in my head and novelly. Also, 80's Harrison Ford = total fox. I know now he is all old and stuff but. Holy crap. Yow AND za. So in this vein we found the first Indiana Jones at walmar and took it home to watch it and I. FELL. ASLEEP. *ducks I'M SO LAME. We still have to watch the end of it. (And I have a ranty post about John Williams reusing thematic elements of his scores for George Lucas movies but alas. I don't want to interrupt the warm squishy fangirly LOVEFEST that is Han + Leia, omfgs;lkdgj;akgsd)

There are more relevant things I could be posting about (health updates! crafty things! VANCOUVER LOSING THE STANLEY CUP WUT! a post with actual photos!) but I have been flailing like a loon for the past several weeks about these lovely three films and thought the intarwebs should know >_>; especially how late to the original trilogy fanbus I am. SO HORRIBLY BEHIND THE TIMES. Anyway.

[Edit: I realized in a fit of SHAME that I have no Star Wars icons ;_; I had to go on a rampage to find one to use for this post so I didn't have to post a Spock or Worf and permanently revoke my nerd girl hat. I hide now.]

scary movie(s)

I LOVE scary movies. Seriously. They are one of the best things about Halloween.

But we are probably not ever again going to see a scary movie late at night, then its sequel at midnight, then come home to a dark house where I have to sleep because I have to get up for work four hours later.

On the plus side, Paranormal Activity 2 was pretty freaky XD And I am chugging coffee like a maniac because I know today is going to be a long day otherwise!

This weekend: Halloween costumes, both for me AND the dog. Finding a few large carvy pumpkins to join our little cute ones on the front porch? Deadheading my yellow rose (no pun intended, creepy movie fans x.x). Printing lots of photos for scrapbooking purposes.

movie meme tiemz

1. Pick 15 of your favourite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie.
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Strike it out when someone guesses correctly, and put who guessed it and the movie.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search or other search functions.

1. "But you saved me. As difficult and frustrating as it's been sometimes, your God-damned strict rationalism and science have saved me a thousand times over. You kept me honest. You made me a whole person. I owe you everything, and you owe me nothing. I don't know if I want to do this alone. I don't even know if I can."
2. "Well, red usually means 'caution'...or 'beef' if it's a bouillon cube."
3. "I'm like cat here, a no-name slob. We belong to nobody, and nobody belongs to us. We don't even belong to each other."
4. "Five minutes ago, you were a millstone around my neck, and now you're a tower of strength, a consort battleship. I like you this way."
5. "And this is from the Bible, it's from the Book of Ruth. 'And Ruth said: Whither thou goest, I will go. Where thou lodgest, I will lodge. Thy people shall be my people'."
6. "Oh yeah... It's a girl. Buy some pink shit!"
7. "Ma! The MEATLOAF!"
8. "How can we be expected to teach children to learn how to read if they can't even fit inside the building?"
9. "Odd as it may seem, I've just ruled out half of Greek literature, seven fairy tales, ten Chinese fables, and determined conclusively that you are not King Hamlet, Scout Finch, Miss Marple, Frankenstein's Monster, or a golem. Hmm? Aren't you relieved to know you're not a golem?"
10. "Whoa. Talk about your fixer-upper."
11. "Toe pick!"
12. "My father bought this place. He never walks away from equity."
13. "And so, the next night, the ghost returned to the haunted cabin and he said to the campers, 'None of you really believe in me, so I'll have to prove my power.' And the next morning, when the campers woke up, all of their old noses had grown back."
14. "I am finished doing what I swore an oath to God 28 years ago to never do again. I've created 'something that kills people.' And in that purpose, I was a success. I've done this because, philosophically, I am sympathetic to your aim. I can tell you with no ego, this is my finest sword. If on your journey, you should encounter God, God will be cut."
15. "Lizzy, how can you put your faith in a man you spectacularly binned for being unreliable? A man whose idea of a romantic nightspot and an impenetrable fortress are the same thing? It's... This is a pub! We are in a pub! What are we going to do now?"

"we made it, Yogi!"

...to another glorious Friday. This entire week has been so incredibly, disgustingly blaaahhh. What with the weather being overcast (but not rainy - just on the verge of rainy) and my being in a weird lethargic-slash-not feeling well-slash-anxious about life-type of mood, I have just not been at 100%.

However! Today is going to be a good day. If not, I can't say that it was self-fulfilling, because I am determined to make it better than this entire crappy week. 

My Amazon package(s) came in and I am now the owner of a silicone pastry brush (thank you Malto Mario) and a micro zester, so I can now zest citrus into my baked goods without using a knife and having huge chunks of orange peel in things. I also got square silicone baking cups, which instead of using for baking I am going to use for portioning out my bento box lunches.

The biggest challenge for my bento? Remembering to put my ice pack in the freezer each night -_-; I was really bad about this in elementary school too, I seem to recall. Lukewarm bento is not tasty. Rather than taking it to work anyway I just leave it at home and go down Lemmon for some drive-thru lunch. I realize this defeats the point of planning intricate, lovely bento lunches, but it has only happened twice this week.

Also in my Amazon box was a set of stainless steel chopsticks, which I find to be so incredibly chic. This will assist me when I start to make my cute decorative bento lunch bag, to hold my bento lunch box. I'm thinking lots of pockets. I love bags with lots of pockets :D

This weekend is another mandolin lesson. Tonight I am going to down like 489637384 Red Bulls and just practice, practice, practice. (Somebody get my cup of ice ready.) Jay wants to see Star Trek, and oy vey, I don't know how I feel about it yet. Everybody, even hardcore fans who should know better, is like OMG IT'S SO COOOOL but I am still skeptical. But I will give it a shot. Oh, summer movies. You don't ever make sense but boy are you sparkly. *sigh

Also this weekend is lunch at Good Eats, and a trip to Librarian Heaven. More on that later. But seriously, being a non-librarian I am still squealing like a little girl when we go to this place. Only just in my head, because if I did it out loud everyone would look at me like I'm nuts or something.

The apartment is a Hot Mess but that will be a project for Sunday, I think. Also, I am having this incredible urge to work on my stamp collection. Maybe it's the USPS rate change next week, but I really want to see what I've got for 2009 (not much). I think I worked more on my stamp collection last year in the midst of planning a wedding and moving, &c., and that is kinda sad. Or maybe it's just that this year other hobbies have surfaced which have encroached on my otherwise stampbooking time.

Also! Speaking of hobbies - I have found a rock climbing place close by. No, I'm not a rock climber. I usually shy away from outdoor hobbies, but it's indoor rock climbing, people. Oh plus I am terrified of heights. But I thought maybe this was a good time to address that, and while augmenting my personal growth I would also knock out a few phobias on the way. We'll see - I have to ask myself if it's financially plausible. I might try it once and hate it, or I might think it's rather liberating. We shall see.

I am putting various electronics up on Ebay. Not because we are hard up for cash, as everyone is assuming at this point. I am trying to be more conservative with my material possessions, and if we have a couple hundred bucks out of it to put into savings, well cool. I think the prospect of our apartment lease being up (ie: moving) put a horrendous icy fear into me (like: "OMG we have to move all this stuff down to the first floor *dies") and I'm trying to take out all the nonessentials.

So coming up is Glorious Weekend. I've been thinking of taking off the Friday before Memorial Day to go someplace awesome - or just to stay at home. A nice four days of doing absolutely nothing sounds delish. I just don't want to look back around July and be like "man I would have LOVED to have been someplace exotic and/or not boring back then". 

Now it's getting ready for work-time. Friday Five possibly later, dears! Yall take care!!

weeekend~

I find myself pausing whatever I'm doing when this commercial comes on. I like Jupiter maybe even more than Mars, and not just because everybody and their dog plays Mars at some point. It's also not just because of the huge field adrenaline-slash-nostalgia rush. It's more of a...stirring, a call to action, a drive to be more and do more. It's uplifting for me, even though in the instance of this commercial it's only sixteen seconds.
Today is the start of a new week, and it's unusually cool outside. We had the unholy mother of horrendous rainstorms drag itself through DFW this weekend, and when I stepped outside to go see Sasha's new babeh I was surprised to find that it was only 60 degrees out. So much for putting up all my winter sweaters this weekend.
Actually, I didn't get much done. Overcast weather and I was really blah yesterday. Not much cooking, except for a modified recipe from my new Party Food book (well, not new, per se. A Half Price purchase) for rice and crab balls that I've baked instead of deep fried. They're okay. Not great, but they will do in my bento lunch this week.
On the menu for the bento: rice and crab; strawberries; baby carrots; hummus. I also bought refried beans to do some sort of quesadilla thing in the middle of the week, and delicious Pink Lady apples at beloved Market Street for when the strawberries run out. I usually buy Fiji, but I saw these and thought I'd give them a shot. They are sweet and slightly juicy, with a tart bite to the skin that makes it a little bit more diversified than a regular Fiji or Red Delicious. I think they would be good for baking.
I am so not looking forward to the new, stylized Star Trek movie. It will not be the same Kirk and Spock without Shatner and Nimoy. I am predicting all the junior high kids will squeal over it, but all the die-hard fans who knew the Trek franchise was headed downhill at the release of Nemesis will recognize it for what it is: a shiny pile of poo. I am still going to go see it, just for fodder to make fun of it (also because for some bizarre reason pookie is really jonesing to see the thing), but I am not going to consider this canon at all.
Well, we shall see. I didn't think the Wolverine movie would be any good but I am giving that one a 3 out of 5.
Tomorrow is Monday and lately that means it's House night! We have fallen into this television routine in the evenings - Tuesday is The Biggest Loser, Wednesday is SVU, and Thursday is "I'm going to watch NBC even though technically that's cheating to watch The Office when we haven't gotten through all our DVDs yet" night.
This Friday is payday! And that means it's dry cleaning day and car wash day, and I can get my registration sticker taken care of. Not that it's for anyone's personal reference but mine, but anyway.
I see people my age who are super tanned and they look way old. They have that same look that people my age have when they have been smoking for years. That gross, haggard-in-training type of look. I guess it makes them look older? Or at least that's what they want. After awhile I think they just start to look dried out.
When I was going into college I wanted more than anything to be in a sorority. (I was eighteen and stupid and wanted to pull a 180 and "redefine myself".) My parents said, oh hell no we're not paying that much money for you to lose focus with your studies your first semester. I wonder if I would be the same person had they let me. I wonder if at any point it would have occurred to me to get a job and pay for it myself. Was I just not that rebellious, or did it just end up not being that important? I mean, I turned out all right. One of those Butterfly Effect moments. Whatever.
I'm going to start simplifying my life, starting by getting rid of all the material things I don't need. I think it will make my life easier in the long run.
Now I've got to change out the laundry so we will have nice warm sheets and pillowcases to sleep on tonight. Apologies for the sprinkle assortment of words and phrases.