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| Monday, April 24, 2006 |
| Room V |
This last weekend I finally had the chance to see V for Vendetta. It was a good movie, though I have yet to really see what it was about that movie that sent my brother overboard with praise about it.
One would think, given previous blogs, that V and Evey would have fallen into my favorite grouping for Couples since I have a thing for couples were one or both of them dies and the couple never really getting to be a couple. Since it happened here you'd think that would be the case . . . but it wasn't. There was something that didn't sit right about it . . . it wasn't until the next day that I figured it out as I recalled one of my old blogs. It's the eyes that get me, those glances . . . well V's eyes stay hidden thru the whole entire movie and it's the guy's glances that seal the deal on my favorite movie couples. So I'm sorry to say V and Evey don't make it into the golden circle.
Not to mention he TORTURES her for part of the movie, as odd as I am in my fav couples that really isn't a strike in the right direction for V.
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| Friday, April 21, 2006 |
| Reason To Dance |
It's the simple things in life that bring me the greatest joy. For example: Running spell-check over an e-mail or post and it coming up with ZERO errors.
*Mini-Tribal*
What are your simple joys? |
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| Tuesday, April 18, 2006 |
| Random Thoughts |
I few un-answered thought have been roaming around my head for the past few days so I thought I'd put them all in one place. Of course after I hit 'post' I'll come up with another one . . . cause that's always how it is.
In a guy-guy relationship does size matter?
Is it just me or is walking past a guy's bathroom and hearing laughter a bad thing?
Why is it children love to play in water and go on rants about the joys of swimming but can't stand to get their face or ears wet? Perhaps it's just my daughter that is that way, but I doubt it.
I can't fathom how women's underwear could be comfortable for men.
What is it about cat food that sugar ants find so yummy?
How is it that kids can pick up on all the bad smells but rarely the good?
Sometimes guys smell really good. One day I just know I'm going to fold and end-up hugging some random guy cause he smells so yummy.
If we truly only use 10% of our brain how much do prodigies use? And if we somehow learn to use the other 90% of our brain what do you think we'd be able to accomplish? Maybe that's where our Mutant Power is hidden. I could have the ability to manipulate gravity giving me the ability to fly.
Why did God create Ants? What purpose do they serve in the grand schema of things?
How the HELL did I get a sliver in the cuticle of my thumb? Crap that hurts.
Why does our blood change from blue to red when oxygen hits it? Is that the same stuff they make dolls with the color changing hair out of?Labels: Random |
| posted by Heidi @ 11:20 AM |
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| Thursday, April 13, 2006 |
| I can do it . . maybe |
I'm going to brave the unknown this year, it's been an idea of mine for the past . . . oh 2 hours. I just got off the phone with my Dad and made the announcement so it's official, I'm going to make Easter dinner. Don't get all excited it's not for a swarm of family just myself, Anna and my parents. I'm feeling ambitious and slightly Betty Crocker not feed the planet psycho Martha, it's all about baby steps. Can't go scaring myself off from cooking, that and maybe after this my mom will stop giving me a hard time about not cooking even though I took 2 years of culinary arts in High School. I must be up to 20 or so Chicken Pot Pies that I owe her (interest on a promise a few years old). I'll get help on my shopping list to make sure I don't forget anything, will go out Friday to do some shopping and all will be well.
Here's to hoping. |
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| Wednesday, April 12, 2006 |
| More Complex then Women |
I don't understand cats, and the more I think about it I don't think I'm meant to. On those few nights were I hop online to check various in-boxes and message boards. Only a few minutes pass before a fluffy Siamese named Simon hops onto my desk and proceeds to either chase what ever moves on my screen, tries laying down on my keyboard (which gets my pc to yell at me) or he does his best to lay down on my right arm (that would be the one used to move the mouse.) He also tends to favor just standing in front of me which blocks my view of the monitor. When I look over my shoulder there's his friend Dobbie, just sitting next to my TV watching me and then looking to my bed.
Every night it's the same things, they swarm me till I crawl into bed. Then what do they do? Leave my room, it's like they're putting me to bed or something. Oh and if Dobbie hops up (he's my 3 year old), crawling all over me trying to find a place Simon (my daughter's 1 year old) will hop up and curl up into a spot on my shoulder. Then once Dobbie lays down to clean himself Simon hops up and trots out of the room . . . that or he'll try stealing my pillow, which he tries to do by laying down on my face causing me to adjust to prevent inhaling fur.
When it's time to get up they once again swarm me, following me back and forth between my room, the bathroom, kitchen and any where else I happen to wonder during my morning routine. You'd think it's cause they're hungry, but each morning I wake-up to find food and water still in their dishes . . . . I'm puzzled. Think I'll end-up staying that way to. All I know is that they cuddle with me from time to time, and it puts a smile on my face. I suppose the meaning behind all that other stuff is just water under the bridge. |
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| Sunday, April 9, 2006 |
| *Does song and dance* |
*Sings*
I've got comics . . I've got comics . . . 14 fabulous new ones to be precise. That's what I did most of the night between eating dinner and laundry . . . have 2 more to go. I have to admit my little series is much larger then I thought . . . now the quest begins to fill in the gaps.*does a little dance before going to bed* |
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