Things:

-shower
-get dressed
-clean fridge :(
-wash dishes
-fold clothes
-clean bathroom a bit
-get ahold of doug
-go visit our old high school
-go to the Brickhouse!!!
-work 4:30 to 9
-find some part of the day in which I can work out.

where has all my time gone?

it's been spent on Tumblr. I'm addicted in the worst way. I should probably actually start using this blog though.

Lovely man #2: Karl Urban

No explaining. Just stare.

It's the one with him and Viggo that I really love. I don't know why I have such a crush on this man, but he's just adorable to me. Also: not wearing pants. Also: licking things.

That's all I have to say about that.

yes, well

My mother thinks I might be bipolar. I am terrified that she might be right but feel certain that she's not. maybe I'm in denial? whatever.

Wow. Blog fail.

Sorry for being so incredibly horrible at posting things. I sort of just suck. I guess I don't have much to say anymore. My stomach is growling. I think it's trying to digest itself. ugh. also, the people surrounding me at the moment are absolutely repulsive. This isn't helping my superiority complex.

Really though... Saying that all Asian children should work in sweat shops really just qualifies you for douche of the week. I don't care if you're joking, that is just stupid. Also, they're talking about video games. VOM.

Inception.

Well, I've finally seen it. It was good. I won't lie. Quite good actually. But it bothered me. Despite the fact that Joseph Gordon Levitt in it. There wasn't enough character development and I didn't really find myself caring about the outcome of the movie. What really got me was Cobb (Leo D.) and his wife. I don't know what it is with Leo lately, but it's like every woman he decides to marry becomes mentally unstable. I guess the side/underlying plot of him and his wife reminded me too much of Shutter Island. (Yet another movie I thought was good but still found disappointing.) Both women become completely off their rockers and he has to confront his subconscious that continues to create shadows of the women they were before their crazy lives were inevitably ended.

Blah, no more complaining! For the good, I loved the cinematography and colors. and the concept itself is brilliant. The ending left a bad taste in my mouth but that could be because I was annoyed with the main character in the first hour. The movie itself is just... beautiful, really. I think I would have liked it to be quite shorter and my perception could be biased because of my stressful day. and the cast list!! it's fabulous! my eyes started tearing up from the beauty of all the fabulous people to be found in that movie. I mean, Joseph Gordon Levitt, Ellen Page, and Cillian Murphy in one movie? AWESOME.

I'll have to rewatch it when I'm not so insane. Like Leo's wife. Both of them, actually.

The ex from hell.

I have a problem. My problem is that I have HORRIBLE taste in men. really. It's just awful. Like John Mayer bad (....that guy is just so skeevy). Anyway, I dated my ex for over a year and a half and that was pretty much the worst idea ever. We broke up at the end of this summer but he continued to talk to me through email and facebook. I thought my feelings for him would die because he currently lives over 2,000 miles away but he kept trying to talk to me and while that happened it was impossible for me to get over him.  What's even creepier is that he has friends here who seem to keep tabs on me, because somehow he knows where I was and who I was with. I'd sign onto my email and get a message saying "How was the hookah bar with brian?" and I'd be screaming "WHAT THE TITS?!" and start checking my body for implanted GPS.  That was when I decided this was just too freaking creepy and stopped talking to him all together. He texted me a few nights ago at 1 AM when I was on the phone with my friend. (Asking "Why do you hate me?" .... -_-) I thought maybe when I begged him never to talk to me again he would get the point... apparently not. I actually decided to change my email and block him from my facebook just to get him to shut the hell up.

Why can't I shake this guy? It's getting to the point where I hear someone with his name and cringe. I will forever be biased against men named Derek. Which sucks, because super-hotty Shamar Moore's name on the show Criminal Minds is Derek Morgan...

My brain has never been so torn between lust and repulsion. It's almost painful. He is... adorable.

Anyway, hopefully, with my new email address and blocked facebook he will eventually go away. But in case he doesn't and I die suspiciously... well, I'm not pointing fingers, but....