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I never thought this day would come.
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I've been trying to get everyone on board with the whole Twitter thing, with only one taker so far. This is the conversation I had while trying to get Mark to set one up.
Me: Did you set it up, or did you just drink your beer?
Mark: I drank my beer and looked at houses.
Me: God damnit, I can't get you to do anything. You can lead a Mark to Twitter, but you cant make him tweet.
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In other news, I read Mark's roomate Monte's zombie screenplay today, and it was fantastic. So I've got that going for me.
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Wow. WOW. I found this video over on BWE, and I cannot handle how amazing it is. Whoever made this? My new BFF.
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Never, ever, Google the word "Chinchilla" in Google images.
My head just exploded from the cute.
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Hey guys hey guys hey guys hey guys.
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I know end-of-the-year lists are supposed to come, well, at the end of each year, but everyone else was doing lists and I was getting sick of them. Then I was inspired to just write a bunch of stuff that I’ve learned, since I keep blathering on to people about “how much I’ve learned about myself”. 2008 was a banner year for change. I graduated college right before the year started, which in and of itself was huge for me. 2008 has been a slow-moving, meandering year in which I did not do much (in a traditional sense). I moved in with my parents, saw a few relationships end and begin, lost and gained friends, and watched a whole hell of a lot of movies.
- I can survive not eating fast food several times a week. It does not even seem to be a necessary hangover cure, though eating a greasy, nasty burger sure feels good sometimes.
- People don’t really give a shit about what you wear. Seriously. I’ve taken to wearing cardigans over men’s t-shirts, jeans, and boots, and have been getting more compliments than ever. You don’t need to have your boobs out or wear sequined tops in order to get noticed.
- Facebook used to be an obsession – thousands of photos to look at, constantly updated, a special nickname, hundreds of friends. But then it changed. All of a sudden, people were getting married, or having babies, neither of which I was prepared for or going through. It became a place where you learned about people’s new relationships instead of hearing it straight from the horse’s mouth. But you know what I’ve learned? When those new girlfriends are goofy looking, it can be an ego-smoother.
- A haircut can change you. Getting bangs has done worlds for my “image”, by making me feel like the person I want to be. Quirky, messy, stylish, whatever – that’s what I was going for, and I think it really worked for me. (Also, there’s this: “when you are introduced to a group of white people, it’s a good idea to befriend the girl with the bangs. She’s probably the most popular.”) (http://stuffwhitepeoplelike.com/2008/06/27/104-girls-with-bangs/)
- Your friends don’t define you. Most people who read this blog are familiar with my group of girl friends from school – tanned, pretty, shiny and perfect hair, they embodied everything that I never was when I was younger. I don’t know how I fell in with them (probably because of our mutual like for staying up late and partying when we were 18), but I’m glad I did. Though I fell into being “one of those girls” for a while, I now know that I can be both – I can be an attractive chick (though I cringe describing myself that way) with something funny or interesting to say.
- Pedialyte and Advil. PEDIALYTE AND ADVIL. I had one of the worst hangovers of my life on Thanksgiving day (I’m a model daughter), and Pedialyte saved my ass. Just don’t take Advil PM in the early morning, that’s just crazy.
- You might think that you know someone, but you never really do. Especially if they change themself to be something or someone that you like.
- Dance parties are the best way to end a night, even if you’re not drinking.
- My zombie dreams tapered off. I think I can actually attribute them to a certain person, but I don’t want to pass the blame for the insane workings of my brain.
- I don’t care what kind of alcohol it is, free booze is free booze, and it is better than any expensive vodka you could ever buy.
- Thinking ahead in your life instead of getting stuck in it will help with your mental well-being. I spent months having nightmares every night, tossing and turning, waking up in a cold sweat, until I started thinking proactively about my life – deadlines, events, making plans – all have helped to minimize the stress that I’ve been feeling about finding a job. I’ll get one, guys. And if I don’t, fuck it. I’ll move.
- Tumblr is a source of endless entertainment, once you get a few favorites.
- Safeway makes the world’s most amazing sandwiches, and they’re cheap too. (This was actually a 2k9 discovery, but hey, I’ll let it fly.)
- You can drink really good, delicious microbrews, but you’re never too old to embarrass yourself at Zydecos.
- The most fun can be had when you step outside your comfort zone. Don’t be afraid to go somewhere you’ve never been, or do something you’ve never done. And if you’re scared, fake that you’re not.
- 30 Rock is my new bible, since I’m not all that familiar with that other one.
- Travel. Travel, travel, travel. Spend all of your money traveling. You will learn so much about the way you handle situations, it’s scary. And at the end of the day, there’s always a place to buy wine in a box to chill you out. Always.
- Friends are going to make their own mistakes and do what they want. No amount of advice can change that. You can catch them when they fall, but if you’re perpetually propped up against them, you have to learn how to let go.
- If you don’t like someone, don’t hang out with them. Hell, if you really don’t like someone, you don’t even have to speak to them. Life is too short for stilted conversations with people you’ve fantasized about slapping.
- Even if you’re lost, a little blog that no one reads can be your solace. But do it for you, even if that means endless cat videos.
- You can’t take too many pictures of yourself. You just can’t.
- And finally, kicking ass in rock band is an invaluable skill.
I'm sure there's a ton more that I'll think of, but generally, that's it. What did you learn this year?
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Simon Pegg revealed to the The Sunday Times back in September that Steven Spielberg had asked that he and Nick Frost play the Thompson Twins in Tintin. At the time it sounded like a casual suggestion, however according to a tipster at AICN it was more than that.According to a reliable source not at all involved in the production, those rumblings we heard last fall about Simon Pegg and Nick Frost being cast as the Thomson and Thompson were right on the money. They’re in.
If you look at the image above you will notice that they do not look like twins. However, Spielberg will be using motion capture technology (Gollum, Davy Jones) so we may not be actually seeing them on screen, but we will be hearing their voices and seeing their performance.Filming will begin shortly so we will probably get more casting news over the next few weeks. Andy Serkis is already confirmed for Captain Haddock, we just need Tintin, his dog and the rest of the characters!
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I'm super obsessed with sunglasses, and I just ordered these:
Kick ass.
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I figured I might as well do a weekend recap, seeing as it was a pretty eventful one. I actually updated my Tumblr with pictures throughout the weekend. I’m not sure what I’m gonna do with it yet, but I LOVE that you can update your Tumblr through email. You guys, I adore my iPhone. It’s the most amazing thing I’ve ever come into contact with. I keep telling everyone I want to sew it to my hand so that I never have to put it down because I’ve totally become one of those assholes that’s always tap-tappin’ away.
Anyways, we left for Vail late New Years day, because we had to pick Mac up from the airport. He got lost in the terminal so we had to keep circling, commenting on the “horse’s ass” every time (you know that frightening blue horse with the orange eyes?!). It took us about 2 hours to get up to his place, and I kept whimpering because I’m afraid of driving in the snow, so someone thrust an iPhone (mine was acting funny) into my hands and I played hangman for 45 minutes. (The highlight of that game? “Hey guys, what’s this one? Pop-something-tion?” I am dumb when hungover.) We got there, hung out for a few hours, and went to bed.
The next day, we all woke up, made food, and Heather and I watched everyone get ready and leave for the mountain. We decided that since we were on vacation, we should get a little day-drunk, so we did, making a couple screwdrivers and bringing beers to the bus stop. We went into town, wandered around Lionshead, and then rescued poor lost Michelle, with whom we had a beer. We ended up seeing two guys that we used to hang out with in college, which was random and awesome. After that, we rode the bus home, got sleepy, so Michelle, Diana and I took a nap upstairs in the biggest bed. We all started to get ready to go out, and prepartied for a while before taking the bus back into town. We went to some bar that I can’t remember the name of, but before that, I had a really embarrassing moment: I was walking across the bridge, minding my own business, when this damned little kid jumps out at me and yells “HAMMERTIME!”. I shit you not. Well, me being kind of drunk, I got really scared and subsequently mad, and decided I wanted to chase the kid down and scare him back. But! Running in Ugg boots is not my forte, as evidenced by me FALLING DOWN on my face in front of about 50 people, while the damn little kid stood by, almost peeing his pants laughing. I rolled over, and yelled “DOES THAT TEACH YOU A LESSON?!” because it was the only thing I could think of, while some guy helped me up and my friends stood by, laughing so hard they couldn’t talk. I promptly began to laugh and cry at the same time, because I do that and I was mortified. We go into the bar, where there is a dance floor, and Diana and I lock ourselves into a bathroom because we can’t stop losing it. Later that night, Michelle and I were dancing and I accidentally stuck my ENTIRE hand IN her beer, knocking it to the ground. So, basically, I’m an idiot.
But it doesn’t stop there! Those of you who have read my Facebook status will know this next part: I woke up at like, 5am, with a terrible headache and knee-ache. I went into the bathroom and fumbled around until I found a bottle of Advil. I took 3, and then went back to sleep. I finally got up at 11am, when Ed woke me up for breakfast. Heather and I decided to watch Match Point, and I was so exhausted, I fell asleep in the middle of it, which I never do with movies. I went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth, and see that the bottle of Advil I had taken the pills from is marked “Advil PM”. I had taken 3 freaking Advil PMs in the early morning -- how ridiculous is that?! So we finally make it to the bus (sans alcohol), meet up with everyone else, and have margaritas, which almost put me back to sleep. I was a zombie, for reals. That night, we just stayed in and hung out, and played a million awesome games, all of which I sucked at.
Anyways, that was pretty much it. There’s more, but this post is already obscenely long, and it’s beginning to have an air of “you had to be there” to it. So, in summation, it was a hell of a time. The end.
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