this movie really got to me. it was beautiful. and touching. and heartbreaking. steel magnolias and beaches for my thirties. the kind of movie i'll buy and watch over and over, and cry to in a pathetic ball on the floor.


i've never really seen anything with hugh dancy in it, that i'm aware of at least. but, two things can be said: he rips apart each and every scene that he's in, breaking your heart along the way. and, i really get why claire danes fell for him. i mean, who doesn't she break up homes over, but still.

dear jen,

it was hate at first sight when i started watching BB8 this summer. your oddness, your smugness, your attitude of superiority... all worked against you and really got under my skin. i wanted you gone from day one. then you nominated D&D and gave your speech and i hated you that much more. then you got nominated and nominated and nominated again and kept coming back for more. maybe it was my soft spot for the underdog that began to wear me down, i'm not sure. i do know that the sight of you crying alone in the bathroom after yet another nomination nearly broke my heart. and it happened, i became your biggest supporter. and then you caught a glimpse of yourself in the back of a spoon and you were mesmerized and i was a goner. you were strong, you pretty much unstoppable, and that's why that whiney bitch Daniele back-doored you. she knew it was the only way she could beat you because she's weak and a coward. and now you're gone. and i couldn't care less who wins, and it's really all i can do to force myself to watch each new episode. Dick & Dickette have ruined an 8 year summer tradition for me.

today sucked. i'm pretty sure the UPS driver caught me cursing at a stack of boxes i was sliding across the floor. i realize how insane this made me look. i had twice the amount of work that i normally have to do on a friday due to far too many boring reasons to list here, so that didn't help matters at all. at one point some random corporate D-bag approached me, asked me if i was the person he was looking for, then asked a favor of me. can i run a report for you? how about a kick to the face instead. i'm so stressed that i'm yelling at boxes, do you really think i have time for you? really? by the time i left the crazy place and got into my sauna on wheels, the temperature gauge read 102. are you effing kidding me. cranking matt nathanson on the way home seemed to help somewhat. all the annoying school buses however did not. i then decided to start cursing at every bus that i passed and realized that i might just possible be in the middle of a nervous breakdown. i get home, say goodbye to Jen on BB8, and feel horrible for her. i still don't understand how i could have hated her from the start and then fall so hard for her a few weeks later. one of life's great mysteries i suppose. Dick makes me vomit in my mouth a tiny bit. Jameka can't survive since she's out for the next two HOHs so i really don't care who wins at this point. later this evening my cousins are due to arrive from michigan, so the weekend promises to be a crazy and uneventful one.

this movie made me afraid of mirrors for several months. i still refuse to say his name five times while looking in a mirror, or anywhere really.



this movie made me afraid to go camping. trees. the wilderness. my piss poor sense of direction. walls. life in general.



this movie pretty much caused me to rule at cave exploration. or trips to rural places.



now, thanks to this book, i'm kinda leery of plants. eek.

my sister was in town. we hit luigi's, of course. patty griffin was our waitress again, i love her. of course we had ice cream. and played blurt! i love beating former jeopardy champions at board games, a nice ego boost. mine that is, there's not so much. we saw super bad. it was super awesome. kinda super awkward, but that was to be expected. chels then saw it and we texted our thoughts on that and our love for blurt! big brother 8 is beginning to annoy me, and not just because janelle isn't around. daniele is a whiney spoiled brat. and dick is too vile to even describe. why are they still on my tv? why am i still watching? zac left, but said goodbye and even shook my hand before he took off. that was one of the cutest things ever. i think my heart, or what's left of it at this point, broke a little bit. the alternate routes cd is beautiful. i need a vacation. i think that the fact that my amazon order is late, thus leaving me with nothing to read, after finishing the ruins the other night, is what finds me in this frenzied state of typing. work is changing and i'm doing my best to just go with the flow. it's funny, every time i think about quitting and starting something new, they do something that makes me feel as if i can't leave, at least not yet. as if quitting now would be rude on my part, a slap in the face. i really need to get over being a people pleaser, that mess is getting real old. well, i believe there is some tv to be watched, or walls to be climbed, so this is where i take off.

08.11.07

Friday:

i love making mr. wonder laugh. it's as if he's trying to suppress his laughter so he keeps it inside, slightly giggling, which results in his entire body shaking. it's too too cute. he taunts me daily with his adorableness. after work i head home to quickly get caught up on big brother from the night before. i seriously was worried that the majority would pull a howie and sacrifice one of their own, not realizing that they had the numbers to run the remainder of the game. thankfully they did the smart thing and voted out the half-wit. it was kind of an uncomfortable episode to watch, dick really needs to go. the ruins is getting more and more disturbing, i hope i don't regret getting involved with this book. ms. k told me that she didn't really care for it, but she wanted me to read it so we could discuss it. i'm close to half-way through. tonight is the slumber party so noTORIous marathon that ms. b and i have been planning for close to six months now. of course the one night i actually have plans brings Dawnnie into town, wanting to meet up. i can't remember how many years it's been since we last saw one another. but we've been attempting a frienaissance the last month or so thanks to drunk dialing, text messages and emails. i suppose there's always columbus another weekend, but it would have been nice to meet up with her. being this popular seriously is a curse sometimes.

08.09.07

Wednesday:

yesterday the mom and i made the trek south to meet up with my uncle and his girlfriend for lunch. we took a serious drive through amish country, so pretty and so green. honestly, manure doesn't smell the best when it's 90+ degrees out and humid as a mother. but aside from that it was perfection. we stopped at a farm for some fresh produce and a cute little amish girl came out from back to wait on us. we then made our way to meet up with my uncle at his flea market stand. chels is somewhat enamored by the amish way of life so i snapped some pictures of some buggies tied to a fence and sent them to her. her response was a picture of a farm. apparently we both were in the country at the same time. we both found ourselves with spotty reception, i guess you'll have that. we attempted to have lunch at the main restaurant that was "down town" but found that they were without power. so we drove to the next town over and ate at a similar restaurant. it was funny, i think that i live in a small town but when you have to go to the neighboring town to find a restaurant because the ONE in your town isn't open it puts things into perspective. the food was good, i mean you can't really go wrong with a salad bar. after lunch we hit a little market to buy some cheese and then hung out with my uncle and his girlfriend and their place. i think the heat and sun did all of us in. when my uncle looked like he was about to fall asleep, we decided it was time to vacate. of course we stopped for some ice cream on the way home, because that's just how we roll.

today i got caught up on my boys and the newest installment of the real world. it had a different look to it like it was shot on film now or something. dunbar, if i'm remembering his name correctly, is a serious slab of beef. i have no problem understanding why the girls are about to scratch each others eyes out over him. i got a little uncomfortable watching it thanks to the blonde who seems kind of racist, shallow, evil, possessed... i'm not sure how long i'll make it through this season. i can't believe i've been watching this show for 14 years. why is it that the ones overseas tend to have the lamest casts? london, yawn. paris, whatever. CT was fun to look at but even he wasn't enough to keep me around for very long.