Quizzes and Many Movies of Pants and Existentialism

( Backdated Quizzes )

Today was a busy day.

I went over to Liz's house and watched The Grave of the Fireflies, and I <3 Huckabees, which was a fun little movie. Existentialist, but funny, lol . . .

God, I hate nihilism. Why would you WANT to believe in anything like that?

I went up to the lake for just a little bit today, and swam around for a bit . . . I used a lot of gas in my jaunts today, lol . . .

Then it was back to town for the Pants movie, which was, well, the Pants movie. At the end, Nichole was like, "I can't believe we watched that." I said, "I can't believe I cried like THREE TIMES in that." Nichole was like, "That, too."

Tiffany, try as I might (and you know me and my matching skills, lol, able to relate EVERYTHING to Harry Potter and often quite a lot to us), I could not assign you, me, Jamie, and Jessica to a part in that. You're kind of a Tibby-Bridget mix, Jessica and I share Lena, Jamie and I share Carmen, and it's just weird. Plus . . . do we all really WANT to be like the characters in that book? Lol . . . some of them got quite destructive at times, and it quite frustrated me . . .

Good change: They turned Lena's situation into an even more Romeo and Juliet-type occurence. Bad change: They left out out the guinea pig (or hampster, or whatever it was-- Mimi, its name was, I believe) in Tibby's story, and, henceforth, her closing scene never happened (or at least not nearly in the way it was in the book), and, hence, her entire story lacked completeness. In fact, if you really didn't "know"-- or infer well-- you really couldn't even tell what was going on, lol . . .

Also, I didn't think Bridget had actually had sex in the book, but in the movie, it really implied that she had . . . I dunno . . . maybe I just read things funny, lol . . .

Heehee, why do any of you even really care about the Pants book, lol?

Maybe we should make the Traveling Flip-Flops. They would be so versatile, and would actually even actually fit everybody, lol . . .

Though-- I DID see ads for Harry Potter #4, and I went into a semi-orgasmic fit (lol ^_^) and had to clutch Nichole's arm, even though the ad was entirely too short, lol . . .

They also advertised that freaky Willy Wonka movie. I do have to see this, even though Johnny Depp SO looks like Michael Jackson . . . and Willy Wonka could so eerily be a child molester . . . it would not surprise me in the least (erm, not that he's real, or anything, lol . . . ). Plus-- Tim Burton doing Roald Dahl is just genius. Honestly. The fusion of the two of their twisted minds . . . lol . . .

At least he's not a Health teacher anymore, lol . . . *shudders* Gene Wilder and Mr. Borg had some body-mind meld going on there . . . only one was candy . . . and one was drugs . . .

It was scary driving up here, so dark, with only a pale, thin crescent moon dimmed by veils of cloud for the whole ride up here, on unlight country roads that wind and turn in oh-so-unpredictable and crazy ways (and I've been driving up here for ages, lol . . . ). I might have stayed home in town overnight, I had known it was going to be that scary of a drive. I went about 40-45 mph the whole time, instead of the usual 55 mph.

Then I got up the lake and the door was locked-- not just locked, but deadbolted AND locked, and everything, lol . . . I knocked, but no one came, so I had to fish around in my purse for my keys, and, only then, did I finally get in. No one's acknowledged my presence. Lol, perhaps I WOULD have been better off staying at home . . . and yet, then, I would be stuck coming up for just a little bit of time tomorrow, since I couldn't stay at home all day (God forbid, in this nice lake weather, lol . . . ), and I have grad parties to be going to starting at about 2:00.

I am so tired. I need to get to bed.

Quizzes and Many Movies of Pants and Existentialism

( Backdated Quizzes )

Today was a busy day.

I went over to Liz's house and watched The Grave of the Fireflies, and I <3 Huckabees, which was a fun little movie. Existentialist, but funny, lol . . .

God, I hate nihilism. Why would you WANT to believe in anything like that?

I went up to the lake for just a little bit today, and swam around for a bit . . . I used a lot of gas in my jaunts today, lol . . .

Then it was back to town for the Pants movie, which was, well, the Pants movie. At the end, Nichole was like, "I can't believe we watched that." I said, "I can't believe I cried like THREE TIMES in that." Nichole was like, "That, too."

Tiffany, try as I might (and you know me and my matching skills, lol, able to relate EVERYTHING to Harry Potter and often quite a lot to us), I could not assign you, me, Jamie, and Jessica to a part in that. You're kind of a Tibby-Bridget mix, Jessica and I share Lena, Jamie and I share Carmen, and it's just weird. Plus . . . do we all really WANT to be like the characters in that book? Lol . . . some of them got quite destructive at times, and it quite frustrated me . . .

Good change: They turned Lena's situation into an even more Romeo and Juliet-type occurence. Bad change: They left out out the guinea pig (or hampster, or whatever it was-- Mimi, its name was, I believe) in Tibby's story, and, henceforth, her closing scene never happened (or at least not nearly in the way it was in the book), and, hence, her entire story lacked completeness. In fact, if you really didn't "know"-- or infer well-- you really couldn't even tell what was going on, lol . . .

Also, I didn't think Bridget had actually had sex in the book, but in the movie, it really implied that she had . . . I dunno . . . maybe I just read things funny, lol . . .

Heehee, why do any of you even really care about the Pants book, lol?

Maybe we should make the Traveling Flip-Flops. They would be so versatile, and would actually even actually fit everybody, lol . . .

Though-- I DID see ads for Harry Potter #4, and I went into a semi-orgasmic fit (lol ^_^) and had to clutch Nichole's arm, even though the ad was entirely too short, lol . . .

They also advertised that freaky Willy Wonka movie. I do have to see this, even though Johnny Depp SO looks like Michael Jackson . . . and Willy Wonka could so eerily be a child molester . . . it would not surprise me in the least (erm, not that he's real, or anything, lol . . . ). Plus-- Tim Burton doing Roald Dahl is just genius. Honestly. The fusion of the two of their twisted minds . . . lol . . .

At least he's not a Health teacher anymore, lol . . . *shudders* Gene Wilder and Mr. Borg had some body-mind meld going on there . . . only one was candy . . . and one was drugs . . .

It was scary driving up here, so dark, with only a pale, thin crescent moon dimmed by veils of cloud for the whole ride up here, on unlight country roads that wind and turn in oh-so-unpredictable and crazy ways (and I've been driving up here for ages, lol . . . ). I might have stayed home in town overnight, I had known it was going to be that scary of a drive. I went about 40-45 mph the whole time, instead of the usual 55 mph.

Then I got up the lake and the door was locked-- not just locked, but deadbolted AND locked, and everything, lol . . . I knocked, but no one came, so I had to fish around in my purse for my keys, and, only then, did I finally get in. No one's acknowledged my presence. Lol, perhaps I WOULD have been better off staying at home . . . and yet, then, I would be stuck coming up for just a little bit of time tomorrow, since I couldn't stay at home all day (God forbid, in this nice lake weather, lol . . . ), and I have grad parties to be going to starting at about 2:00.

I am so tired. I need to get to bed.