aerius

i've been suffering from my allergies this month.  it was like that in august last year, and i'm not sure what might be causing my discomfort, but i'm tired of it.

like last year, claritin failed to work.  no matter how much i took, nothing would help.  this time around, i've decided to try 2 different medications: aerius and reactine, hoping that one of them will work and i'll stop sneezing and getting an itchy nose etc.

i took "non drowsy" aerius last night.  within 1/2 hr my symptoms stopped but i was tired as all hell.  couldnt keep my eyes open.  i went to bed at SEVEN.  yes, seven.  and i slept heavily all night long.  "non-drowsy" my ass.  obviously this is not a medication for day use in my situation.

today i tried reactine, since the other stuff was wearing off.  took one pill before my massage at nine and the symptoms held off till i got home and had to take another one.  yes, the box says you can take more than 1 pill in 24hrs.  the problem with this is that i'm now feeling exceedingly sleepy and it's only bloody 2pm.  i dont want to take a stupid nap because i will sleep the entire day away and not be tired enough for bed.  this allergy stuff is annoying.

so while i was out cold, i had a dream that i returned to high school.  i didnt know which classes i had and the only one i attended was an english lit class.  we were supposed to read this book and even tho i read part of it, the words were all jumbled and i couldnt make sense of any of it.  i read it over and over again, and still nothing.  i remember saying "i need my glasses" during one part of my dream.

then class was over and i had a backpack full of books but no destination.  i didnt have a locker and i didnt know my schedule and i was walking around lost looking for someone to tell me where i should be.

i woke up confused and out of it, thanks to aerius...i am going to be so glad when this fucking month is over....

techno tools

fuck technology sometimes.

i sent a txt to terri the other night telling her that i thought ross was acting a bit creepy and freaking me out.  i dont remember sending that text, but obviously i did sometime during the night.  and chances are, yes, he was acting freaky.  there are times where he's just wierd and odd and gives you vibes that make you feel uncomfortable.  evidently he was doing that to me saturday night.

i dont remember typing or sending such a text.  today i received it as a forwarded text to ross.  so in other words, terri wrote a txt to ross and somehow forwarded my text to her about his creepiness on to it.  i got this text in two parts and she was addressing ross in both texts.  and then a third one came in once again attaching that message.

like, how fucking hard is it to fucking go into your address book to start new text messages?  why must you use old messages to create new ones.  it's like getting those ridiculous emails that have been forwarded since the dawn of the internet where you see everyone's email address and the forwards are larger than the text of the message itself.

to be truthful, i'm quite pissed at terri.  i mean, it's not hard to start a new message, no matter how old your phone is.  what i dont get is why she would forward that message i wrote her onto ross and send it like that.

i confronted her on it and said "uhm, i hink my comment i txted you got forwarded to ross when you were discussing tix"...her response: "Lol, i never got one". 

WTF does that even mean?  "i never got one"...well no, why should you?  you fucking SENT my comment to me AND ross!!!

regardless, i'm fuming because it's just another headache, something said at the end of a late night and now i'm stressing over here wondering if i should apologize to ross or if i should feign ignorance.  and then there's terri...obviously she has NO clue what i was trying to say and i really am not in the mood or the business of explaining everything in great detail over a text.  i shouldnt have erased the two texts so i could forward them to her and ask why she sent that on, but it's too late....

fuck, all it does is make me very angry at myself for saying anything to anyone about anyone else, whether i'm drunk or sober.  and fuck, do i now have to guard my texts and not say anything?  as it is i dont save my sent items...so now what?  i have to be paranoid that some dimwit is going to forward shit by accident to someone???

i guess it means that i should just SHUT THE EVERLOVING FUCK UP and never say anything to anyone about anybody that can come back and bite me in the ass.

shopping expedition, thanks to twitter

i just was following rapscallion and discovered they had 50% off everything in the store this week.  they're moving out of downtown, but do you think i was intelligent enough to find out where they're going???  ugh.

anyway, i got 2 flannel shirts (hard to think of in +29C weather): one long sleeved and one short.  like em both....i also walked out with 2 tshirts and 3 rings all for $75 after tax.

sweet.

oddities

as a "thank you" the sil lent ch her ipod.  the pretext is that we can "listen" to the books she has on there.  she has "shit my dad says" and wants us to hear it.  uhh, fuck you.

am i the only one who finds it incredibly odd that she would full out lend her ipod to us?  we're not talking a touch with the books on it, but her ipod with all her music on it.  i would never lend my ipod to anyone.  not saying that i have things on there, but i'd BURN something to cd and give that cd to a friend or let them come over and download stuff IF THEY WANTED TO; not full on put something on someone and expect them to do it in some imaginary time line.

i doubt we'll ever listen to that shit and her ipod will sit there and collect dust.

and yes, i snooped through it.  funny for someone who is so uber judgemental about my music (calling it stuff her "kiiiiiiiiiiids"--at school-- listen to), she has a lot of shit on there her kiiiiiiiiids would listen to.  black eyed peas, katy perry, fucking even snoop dog.  i laughed when i saw that.  she's not cool enough for snoop dizzle dizzle.  (like i am, but you get me, right?)  of course  there is a shitload of CUNTry on there.  what a surprise.

true blood

i'm on season three, episode 31.  usually i watch it on VOD because i never remember which day it's on during the week and i can pause it when i need to because i have a hyper active bladder that just seems to act up when i'm supposed to be concentrating.

sunday i parked my ass on the sofa and was excited to see epi 31 queued up and pressed play.  the episode played for about 5 minutes and then stopped.  i tried again.  same thing.  frustrating!!  i'm hoping today that it's back and playing properly and IF have time, i'm hopefully going to get to it and see what's going on. 

of all the seasons, i really think i liked the first one the best.  oh sure, this one is interesting, but season one really did keep me on the edge of the sofa.  season two, while it still continued to interest me, didnt really appeal with the stupid sub plot of whats-her-name (the bull lover). 

of course i want to see more jason stackhouse....mmmm....jason...and i really want to see more fantasy hookups between eric and sookie.  there was one about 2 episodes back that was so hot, i cant wait to see more.

FANGers crossed it works on the VOD.

a new low?

ch got a call and text from the sil yesterday asking him if he was at work and if so, could he pick her up a bottle of tylenol on the way home?  she figures (or most likely has been told) she has strep throat.

as it happens, ch was at home hanging out before golf.  he got the texts and came rushing into the bedroom to ask me if we had any and could we give it to her.  HELL NO.  i wont surrender my stash, especially not to her, and besides, my drug of choice is advil, not tylenol.  so he stewed for a bit and then went to shoppers and got it for her.  DROVE TO SHOPPERS.  GOT IT FOR HER.  meanwhile she lives a km from here and is equidistant to shoppers, but stayed home and LET him go out for her.

it really fries me.  i can get that maybe asking someone to get something on the way past is better than getting it yourself, i really can.  but to sit back and let him leave his house, go to the drugstore, and drop it off for her is BEYOND lazy and if you ask me, way beyond manipulative and devious.  like i said, she lives up here and there is NO reason why she couldnt just go herself and do it.  i mean, what would she do if ch wasnt around?  she'd have to go anyway.  i would NEVER sit back and make anyone do my bidding the way she can carelessly do.  it's like it's completely ingrained in her to command and expect.

i also love the "do as i say, not as i do" mantra they all live by.  we had been up in yyc last month to take the kids to the stampede and she dog sat for us.  when we arrived at ch's parents' place, the mil had left a note specifically instructing us which bedroom we should sleep in.  it was said without saying it that we had to KEEP OUT of the sil's room.  and when i went up there to investigate, the sil had the tv, the alarm clock, the queen bed, all in a room that used to be ch's back when we started dating.  somehow she has now usurped his room and we are to stay out of it.  so in the meantime while we are being told to stay out, she and the mil came over to let the dogs out and helped themselves to beer out of our fridge and sat and drank it.  i know this because my mil told me this in passing and i sarcastically said, 'well OF COURSE you did', because OF COURSE they'd tell you to stay out of something while simultaneously invading your space.

the hypocrisy in this family just irks me something fierce and i think i'm getting to the point where it's going to burst out and i'm going to say something relatively soon.  i dont know how much more of it i can take.  i long for the day where ch will stand up to all of them and finally say NO.

weekend of gong shows

last night we had a 6:54 tee time to do 9 for the twilight special.  only, the special wasnt really a "special" as we ended up paying more than we should have, but whatever.

golfed ok.  i had a few good long straight shots for a change.  doesnt happen very often.  some of my other shots were wonky, crooked, stubby, and went nowhere.  there were times i wanted to throw my clubs.  refrained, only because we were in the company of good friends.

after 9, we sat at the 19th hole and had a couple pints on the deck and plotted out what we'd do this weekend.  see, everyone else is out in cypress hills camping.  those people with kids and trailers and altho they're fun, we're not part of that, so we are here.  but we sat there last night and figured we'd better do something this weekend and do something fun.  the first thought was to go out to cypress but ks kyboshed it.  just as well.  he said he didnt want to drive for 2 hrs.  dont blame him.  heads were scratched and put together and we figured we'd try to go and do 18 today.

so we are off to cottonwood to attempt 18.  i'm not exactly feeling it.  probably because i'm kind of a niner girl and once i hit about the 14th, my interest wanes.  however, this time i'm intending to not drink nearly as much beer or be drunk by the time the 3rd hole comes around like i was last night.  i'm hoping that by staying relatively sober i'll have a better game in terms of distance and accuracy.

of course when that doesnt happen and the game goes to the shitter, i'll be drinking beer.

morning workouts

much, much better.

did legs today.  the bsmt was quiet, save 2 guys down there sweating it out.  one of them wasnt wearing shoes.  well, okaaaaaaaay, whatever floats your boat, but really...i suppose that dropping a weight on your foot with or without shoes would kill, but shoes give the *imagined* notion of protection.

at one point, one of the guys interrupted my set on the cable to take a 25lb weight away which was propped against the machine.  uhm, there are plenty of other ones laying around the fucking gym.  i'm pretty sure that one specific weight was NOT the solitary one in the entire basement.  and even if he did leave it there, could he not have waited until i was done before interrupting me?   he later came up to me and wanted to know if he could share a set on the leg extension machine.  i was done at that point and told him to just have at 'er.  really, when i'm at the gym, i just wait for someone to be finished.  i'll go and do other things rather than talk to someone, or i'll go to a different area of the gym to see if a similar machine is unoccupied.  hey, i'm an introvert...i'd rather avoid contact at all costs.

really, the workout interruptions fucking piss me off, big time.  the other day i was in there, a lady walked in and as she did, i saw her looking at me.  and it was in the way that only other women reserve for each other, the oh i wonder what SHE is doing and look at her and the appraisal up and down to ensure you're not the ugliest/fattest/whatever look.  i'm sure i've done it (which i feel embarassed to admit), and have been on the reciprocating end of it too.  so i continue on with my workout and she fucking decides to take the bench next to me, but not without interrupting my shoulder set to ask if the bench beside me is taken.  fuck off, what do i look like?  the gym coordinator?  get lost.  so then like a complete idiot, i indulge her and answer and then being a stupid lout, stop my set and try to move my bench over so she has room.  fuck that!  in the future, i'm staying put, regardless of how close my fucking bench is.  and before anyone gets freaky on me, there were 5 other unoccupied benches down there, so she did NOT have to fucking interrupt me.

i can not wait till september starts and the school kids are out of there.  it's day camp at the Y so that means oodles of small kids running amock in the change room, too.  it makes me want to inquire about upgrading my membership to the fit club level so that i can be in a locker room which isnt occupied by the general public and i can keep my shit there if so desired because they'll assign me a permanent locker.  sooooo incredibly tempted to switch over, but aside from the quieter locker room, there isnt much of a difference.  they have a hot tub there, but i'd never sit in it, seeing as they have had signs posted which say ''do not shave your legs in the hot tub"....GROSS.  who would do that??

anyway, the kids have been all over the lockerroom and there are days when i just want to growl at them and tell them to get the fuck out of the way.  i just avoid eye contact, keep the earbuds in, and hope they wont talk to me.  some try because i have an armband ipod, but most just do their thing.  the floor is constantly wet and there are always towels everywhere and i find i get at my limit of patience, but just keep remembering that there are only a few weeks left and the little asswipes are gone.  buh-bye, no more day camps, you bastards.

yesterday a clearly mentally challenged kid came up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, and said, "what's wrong with your forehead?"  she saw my mole there and didnt know what it was.  i was irritated.  yes, i know it's ugly and what not, but it's always been there and i never think too much about it.  so i just looked at her and said "nothing" and continued on.  it was at that moment where i wanted to say something really snarky or ignore her, but i couldnt.  oh but i wanted to.

today's morning work out was good.  i felt GOOD to be leaving there and know i have the whole day ahead of me to do whatever.  what will i do?  likely i'll procrastinate...what a waste.

fought the urge

...tonight to go out and get chips or ice cream or chocolate.  i'm proud of myself.

today i kept it pretty well between the ditches and bitches in terms of eating.  yes, i did have some "unclean" food, notably the 100cal thinsation pretzels and the single serving of brown uncle ben's rice, alongside the tsp of light peanut butter, soy sauce, and hoisin i used to stir fry veggies, but other than that, i kept it all to a minimum.

i'm proud of myself.

it's legs tomorrow...no squats or lunges.  my knees are doing much better but occasionally in yoga they'll twinge when we do lightning bolt pose or eagle (which i hate).  they still creak and groan up the stairs, but i can at least get off the couch without feeling as if i should be on crutches.

baby steps...

more movies

i forgot to add the movies i had purchased when the movie gallery down the street closed in june...

• The Good Night.  i saw this one back in 2008 and liked it.  quirky and good and there is one scene where you will literally jump.  music inside is awesome, courtesy of signaldrift.
• Risky Business.  do you know that despite growing up in the 80's, i havent really watched a lot of 80's flicks?  this is one of them.
• The Wackness.  one of the olsen twins is in this one and received some acclaim for it.  dont know much else about the movie tho.  it could be a dud, but it might not be.  for $3 i'm willing to take the risk and see.
• Ferris Bueller's Day Off.  i might have originally seen this one in high river in the old theatre back in the 80's.  since then i've seen it countless times when it comes on tv.  it's a classic.  a keeper.  (and who knew that matthew broderick could grow up to be so odd looking?  i wanted to marry ferris, too, dammit)
• Young Victoria.  i'm a fan of emily blunt as well.  i loved her in The Devil Wears Prada.  i had heard she was good in this flick, too.  looking forward to seeing it.
• About a Boy.  seen it years ago, but dont remember it. 
• the Holiday.  kate winslet's in this one...seen it in the theatre and on the free movie channel.  a good distraction from reality.
• Grey Gardens.  i loved watching this on tv.
• Bounce.  never have seen it but it's a gwyneth flick...is there a trend going on? ;)
• Death at a Funeral.  dont know anything about it, but figured i'd give it a whirl.

the reader

i went to the library the other day and finally got a card.  i love it there and want to do more things at it...i'm thinking i wouldnt mind volunteering in some capacity a couple hours a week...even if it is something like shelving books or mindless tasks.  just something to get me out of the house and make me feel as if i'm contributing somehow.

while i was there, i took out a paul mccartney cd and a book.  i'm not a paul fan, truthfully.  i dont mind some of his stuff, but i'm not a die hard, so one or two songs are ok and then i'm moving on.  i got the cd for ch in hopes he'd just burn it to his laptop and then add the songs to his ipod.  our musical tastes do not merge, ever, so needless to say, he's a big fan.

the book i got out was called "all in one place".  big mistake.  i had picked it up hoping to have a quick diversion from nelson demille's "the lion's game".  i started the book the other day after having found a pristine unopened paperback copy of it at value village for $3.99.  i picked up the book because i enjoy reading his main character smartass john corey and have been managing to get through most of it, but needed a small break.  i'll get back on it and finish it this weekend, most likely.

anyway, i had picked up the other book and didnt realise it was an inspirational book.  dun dun dunnnnn.  hate those.  too judgy and goddy and just intolerable with the preaching and comments and suggestions.  had i known it was one of "those" books i wouldnt have taken it out.

i read it entirely tonight, despite being offended by bible verses and prostheletizing.  yes, it was a diverseion...now, please, can i get back to swearing and sex in "the lion's game"?

FML

so i was in the gym yesterday working it out.  i was on the pec dec taking a break between sets when this guy walked in.  i've seen him around before because he is fairly beefy and not hard to look at and is probably the biggest juicehead in the steroid room i work out in.

so i'm sitting there taking a brief rest before resuming my sets and he comes up and starts talking to me.  i'm not there to socialize.  i have my earphones in and music cranked and generally i avoid eye contact.  i am not there to make friends and influence people, i'm there to work out.  and yes, having friends is always nice, but i'm not on the market to seek friends, especially of the male persuasion, thanks.

this guy starts talking to me and i have to say "pardon me?" because i have the earphones in.  i rip them out and he starts asking me what i'm doing and working on and whether he can work out with me.  at first i thought he was referring to using the pec dec, but he meant that he wanted to work out WITH me.  oooooh, i seeeeeee.  so then i said that i was almost done and ready to go for a run (which was true) and was kind of  panicked because i'm not wanting a male friend who has other intents (and i'm not being conceited but why else would a guy suddenly strike up a conversation at a gym, other than for fucking?).  so then he asks me if i can make a work out for him and i kind of laugh and look at his bulging biceps and tell him that i think it looks to me as if he has it all under control.  we make idle chat with him telling me that i should eat a lot of eggs and run in the mornings instead of the afternoon, advice i didnt solicit, but appreciated nonetheless, and then we parted ways.  more like, i quickly finished my set and took off out of there and tried to run off the anxiety i felt over having this brief conversation.

today i went earlier to the gym specifically to avoid him.  i did my workout in the upper part of the gym, and seeing as it was abs, it was ok.  i can do my shit up there without being in the juicehead section and while i was there, did cardio as well.  well, wouldnt you know...i forgot my workout book at the cardio machine and had to go back to retrieve it on the way out...and fucking ran right into that juicer again.  so then he says ''where have you been?  why didnt you wait for me?" and i'm thinking WOAH, BUDDY because it hasnt ever been established that we are workout partners.  so i just brushed it off and told him i did abs and wouldnt you know, he's doing abs too, but at least i was on the way out and not in, otherwise i'd be saddled with a workout partner i didnt ask to have.

i'm at this quandry which really isnt a quandry, but it's more of an uncomfortable situation i didnt ask for.  i really dont want to be fucking talking to anyone and i really dont need a workout buddy who seems more intent on undressing me with his eyes.  and yes, it would be neat to have someone who is clearly interested in fitness working out with me and motivating me and perhaps finding new things to do, but when it's a guy....well, i just have issues with that.  and it's not like i dont trust myself, but i really dont trust other men and their intentions.  he's not looking for a friend in my opinion, he's looking for a date.  and i really hate that awkward conversation about being taken and i wonder how soon i have to interject it into this new relationship i havent asked for. 

by all rights, he's probably really nice, but i dont want another friend.  i'd prefer to get in the gym, do as i want, and leave.  and i really dont want to have to switch up my time to do it...even tho i've been contemplating going to the gym in the am's now because it does seem to eat up the rest of my afternoons...

anyway, it's just another annoying development and makes me wish (only momentarily) that i was back at the women's only place where there was no bullshit (except for girl shit).

itchy

i'm itchin to go somewhere.  i've always had an itch to hit the mountains and go hiking.  never do it, never make any efforts to, but want to. 

this year i've been nagging ch to do something.  i'm so sick and tired of sitting here every weekend and either spending it on the couch doing shit all or in the pub.  why cant we get out and have a change of scenery, for crying out loud?? 

i really want to get back out to cypress this year.  in fact, quite a few of our friends are going out to camp for the weekend and i think it would be awesome if we could go along, too.  gg hinted at it, but ch shrugged it off, much to my dismay.

during one of our drunken talks, which is also known as ass talking, ch thought that we should get a small older motorhome so that we could go places without having to sleep on the ground.  i jumped all over that idea.  i think it would be fucking awesome...in fact, gg has just got himself a new trailer, so he's going to be looking to getting rid of his motorhome.  so while we were talking, ch said that we should possibly buy gg's motorhome and then we could go places like elkwater and out to kin campout and rest comfortably and not have to worry about the possibility of rain or cold.  i got really excited about that, thinking of everything we could do while we had such a thing...going camping out near the farm, going to bc in it, and hell, even going to gas city campground to spend a night.

but of course like everything else, it's all talk.  we wont get that stupid motorhome.  instead i'll sit here and ignore the itch i have to go, go, go and we will waste away weekends on the couch or in the pub.  sigh.

working it all out

i'm back at the gym trying to go hard.  my clothes do not fit and i'm feeling like such a lard ass.  i hate it.  and the crazy thing is that i'm really good at breakfast and lunch and eating clean but as soon as dinner time hits then i'm off the rails.  i know that 90% of my weight gain is from beer and whatever goes along with it.  hey, i can do the exercising and for the most part can eat clean, but i come right unglued whenever i drink beer.  the thing is that i cant ever quite get away from it.  there's always something going on, someone's going out and wants you along, or it's in the house.  and there are days like yesterday where i came home from a great workout, hit movie gallery, and the library and did what i wanted to do, and didnt want the emotional high to end.  many many beer later, i'm eating fucking cheese and crackers without abandon and generally hating myself in the morning.

why the fuck is it that i'm fucking putting in the effort everywhere else but half assing it in my diet??  that pisses me off. 

most folks out there can eat whatever and exercise and maintain.  i cant.  i can exercise until i'm red in the face, bag myself out, run and shit, but still gain or maintain weight without losing a god damned inch.  why?  DIET.  if i was religiously journalling (which i'm not)  then i know i would succeed.  i probably also need to boost up the cardio and stick to it.  i've got a bike...why in the fuck am i not riding it as much as i can while i can??  saddle sores cant and shouldnt deter me either.

i've got that stupid trip to cancun with the inlaws in december which i need to put in front of me and remind myself that i've got to work hard to look good.  those judgy cunts are always critical, so i need to work hard to look good, or better than i do now.  ideally it would be so awesome to eat clean and reap the rewards of working hard  and not be flabby come december.

i've been tossing around the idea of doing P90X.  i've seen the infomercials and been wondering if it's something i could do.  of course it means doing it at home and trying to find the space and time to do it in.  scratch that: i have time, i just need to MAKE time.  anyway, they claim that if you follow their workouts etc, you'll look different come 90 days from when you started.  i'm intrigued.  there's part of me that wants to try it and just see how i'd change, or if i'd change at all.

of course i wont give up my Y membership because i do like it there and enjoy that i can do my own thing and feel as if i'm kicking my own ass.  i'd just like to take it up a notch is all...

super sale!

yesterday i hit up movie gallery since they're closing out and have most of their movies on for $3 or less.

i walked out with 29 titles for $45.00.  i got the following:

• Fahrenheit 9/11.  altho i've seen this movie countless times, i enjoy it and the idea that the government was behind that fuckery.
• Marie Antoinette.  i like kiki dunst, she's a good actress and rarely makes poor choices.  even if she does, i find her compelling to watch (much like michelle williams, julia roberts, gwyneth paltrow, cate blanchette, tilda swinton, and julianne moore).  MA was also kind of a cool chick, too.
• Me Without You.  an 80's inspired flick with michelle williams.  i think i might have seen it, but cant remember
• Rocky Balboa.  i dont like the rocky movies.  they're all the same, but this is the final one and ch owns the box set.  this purchase was solely for him.
• Little Miss Sunshine.  watched this previously but dont remember it too well.  i know it got glowing reviews.  i think greg kinnear is in it and i like his stuff too
• Revolutionary Road.  read the book, found it gloomy, but love seeing kate winslet and leo dicaprio on screen.  add them to actors i enjoy watching.
• Spanglish.  liked this movie when it came out.  loved the vapid character tea leoni played, even tho she was a bitch from hell. 
• Proof.  havent ever seen it but gwyneth is in it so i bought it. 
• The Reader.  seen it, liked it, and bought it because i enjoy kate winslet.
• The Express.  never seen it, was intrigued.
• Vanilla Sky.  loved this movie.  even tho tom cruise is quite annoying and has self destructed his own image, i really enjoyed watching it.  glad i own it because it's one i'd watch often.  i've been craving to watch it, actually.
• King of California.  i watched this once and liked it.  i like evan rachel wood, who plays michael douglas' daughter.  they break into a fucking costco. 
• The Upside of Anger.  i relate to this movie only because it seems to be on tv quite a bit and i'll watch it every time it is.  i love it.  i dont know why but i do.
• The Cooler.  great movie
• Rachel Getting Married.  anne hathaway got quite a bit of praise and to-do over her role in this movie.  i watched it once and enjoyed it and would like to see it again.
• Away We Go.  didnt mind this movie.  picked it up on impulse and have to sit down and pay full attention to it.  the only time i did watch it, i was bombarded by bbm texts and therefore, distracted.
• Sunshine Cleaning.  enjoyed this one.  will be happy to watch it again.
• Notes on a Scandal.  i remember renting this one once during one of the 17 weeks of hell and locking myself away in the bedroom and enjoying this one immensely.  cant wait to do it again.
• Summer of Sam.  i've watched this one before and liked it.  i also enjoy mira sorvino on screen as well.
• Little Children.  i've never seen this one but it has kate winslet in it and she can do no wrong.  i saw an ad for it on tv once and thought i'd better tune in to see it and then forgot about it completely.
• SNL's Best of Mike Meyers.  party on, garth!
• Running With Scissors.  i love this movie.  i've read most of augusten burroughs' books.  he's fucking hilarious.  so is this movie.
• Closer.  seen this one years ago and dont remember too much about it other than natalie portman being a stripper.
• Elegy.  never seen it, was curious because ben kingsley is in it and he's damned good.
• The International.  i caught the last 1/2 of this movie once and i really got into it and was sad i missed the beginning.  now i can catch up and enjoy it properly.
• Zombieland.  i like zombie movies.  they are gross and disgusting, but i like 'em.  add in woody harrelson and BAM, you've got a kitschy movie.  havent seen this one yet, but will.
• The Informant!  havent seen it, heard it's funny, and dont mind matt damon, altho i think he's overrated.
• The Soloist.  saw this movie with tenille a few months back and liked it.  i do like RDJ.  he's awesome. 
• Julie and Julia.  i've seen this movie a few times and read the book.  i do like julie.  she's a good writer and is interesting...plus, anyone who will rip through a french cookbook and make all the god damned recipes (including the disgusting shit) is a fucking champ in my eyes.

all these movies will come in handy during the 17 weeks of hell, aka NFL football season.

power ballads

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JzmfpfIq0-4&feature=related

all i need