And yet another quiz:
Warning: Contains vulgarity up the ying-yang, brother!
Take the test, by Emily.
Oh, I seem to have diarrhea of the blog today.
Warning: censored by the power of the broken link. ;)
Further quizzy goodness:
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I draw my strength from those around me. In fact, I draw my looks and personality from them as well. I am a shapeshifter. I am mysterious. I am often misunderstood, as my true self is often overshadowed by a facade. I have a serious nature, and don't hesistate when it comes to revenge. Careful, I might just be that face you see in the mirror.
What's your superpower? |
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And finally, a truly tasteless quiz:
My god. Sometimes it hurts to laugh so hard at something so tasteless that it hurts.
More truth flying at ya:
I'm completely down-to-earth!
Find your soul type at kelly.moranweb.com.
Hope that link works.
JKII- These stormtroopers DID build the Empire. No wonder those punk Rebels were always so afraid of them.
GTA3- This game is so cool. It's a damn laugh riot, laden with violence and creamy goodness. Think of it as an extra-deadly Twinkie.
The bar was nice, but out of my fave beer. That's right, the No. 1 seller of Rogue Brewery products in the American South was out of Rogue Dead Guy Ale! I pitched a massive hissy fit. Luckily, VH1 Classics was on, and showing some bad ass videos (Springsteen from Tunnel of Love, crazy ass Kate Bush video with Donald "I smoked so much pot that my blood turned to chlorophyll" Sutherland, Pet Shop Boys w/ Dusty Springfield, etc.). Bald guy and I made fun of stupid people.
I am still trying to read I Claudius and Claudius the God by Robert Graves. He's way too pedantic for little old me, though.
Remember, that eggplant pate is often referred to as "poor man's caviar." Let me just go on the record as saying that there is no way in hell that I would ever eat eggplant in any gussied-up outfit so long as I was healthy enough to make money by giving blood or hooking or selling drugs or maiming people for the mob. Yes, I would rather sacrifice my morals than eat eggplant. I hate the aubergine that much.
Just got GTA3 and JKII delivered to my doorstep! Cannot beat gogamer.com. I love them so much.
Both games are killer, although JKII sucks without a lightsaber (fricking stormtroopers were NOT this good in the movies). Been listening to Zeppelin and assorted Tarantino soundtracks all day. I love my job.
Hoho. Tonight, I go to the bar. Once again, my erstwhile sidekick will not.
In good news, my good friend from college is going to stop in for a visit. I been pondering what we should do here in Jackson, but there really isn't much besides watching chicks and drinking beer. Goodness, I love my beer.
My workout routine has matured. I am still lifting the same amount of weights, roughly, but I've added more cardio related stuff- to warm up, I bike for fifteen minutes prior to lifting weights, and as a cooldown I trot/walk/jog the track (which I believe is an eighth of a mile (roughly 220 m)) eight laps. Great workout for my calves and my hammies (which were tightening up significantly until this past week).
In bad news, I agreed to be head counselor of Camp Hell for the first week. I'm the youngest head counselor in a while, and certainly the least experienced. My Russian is a little rusty (which is bad, as Camp Hell is Russian Orthodox). I'm also not much of an administrator. At least my cronies will be there to help me. I'm going to have more support staff than usual, which could work out really well, but could be a real cock-up. Only time will tell.
I never did get to Oxford, instead I went to see The Sum of All Fears. Now, the critics have been pretty cautious about this movie, but I really think that it surpasses Patriot Games easily. Ben Affleck as Jack Ryan was pretty solid, if unimaginative. Liev Schreiber as John Clark was AMAZING. I didn't think that anyone could do as well as Willem Dafoe did in Clear and Present Danger, but Schreiber was a class act, and he has a great on-screen presence (especially when he's more heroic and less creepy than the character he played in the Scream trilogy).
I suspect that The Bourne Identity is going to be a serious dog. I had the opportunity to catch the one that was a miniseries in the eighties with Jaclyn Smith and Richard Chamberlain, and I thought it was great. I think that Matt Damon is too young looking and not dynamic enough a presence to carry it off (although there's no question that he's a good actor). Brad Pitt would have been much better, I think.
The barmaid is going to have a chance to see a weeks worth of beard growth. Coincidentally (given that I compared her to Natalie Portman) her name is Natalie. And golly is she cute. As a button, I would say.
Hoping to see Insomnia this weekend, perhaps.
Peas out, my nizzles, and keep reaching for the bling. Bling.
