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 Can you believe that tomorrow is September? I can't. August kind of just flew by and left summer to an abrupt end. Fall's quickly approaching now and I'm not quite ready yet. Actually, I'm just not ready for life. That sounds funny, but I don't like how life gets more complicated as we get older; too many choices, too many possibilities. I wish they taught you these things in school. Instead, we have a plethora of knowledge about the world and not enough about living it. But for now, I'm going to watch Clark and Michael all over again and laugh. And continue loving Michael Cera.
—Friday, August 31, 2007 1 comment Hanging onto the last day of August
 Stardust was such a pleasant surprise! I mean, it's gotten great reviews but I went in thinking, "Oh, just another fantasy movie." I enjoyed Charlie Cox very much as Tristan and aw, he's just too cute. Robert De Niro was a funny one-- I totally did not expect that! He was hilarious. I also enjoyed Ricky Gervais' cameo, lol. Anyway, it was good. Now I want to read the book.
—Thursday, August 30, 2007 1 comment Stardust
 - Miss South Carolina flubs a question big time - 2008 Presidential Election Candidates on the Issues (extremely helpful) - Heima (absolutely beautiful trailer for the Sigur Rós tour film) - How to develop your own film - Internet Commenter Business Meeting - The world's most disturbing children's book? (Previously: Lists, part 2)
—Tuesday, August 28, 2007 1 comment Lists, part 3
 I was waiting on line at Victoria's Secret the other day (hey, those underwear sales are gold) when these two young girls hop on line behind me. They start talking and I could tell they weren't high schoolers yet but probably in middle school; their voices still had that innocent kid tone to it. At any rate, one of them had a lisp and talked like this: "So, like, you're not going to do that again, right? 'Cause, like, Mark isn't going to be there, so, like, what's the point? Oh! This body spray is, like, sooo good!" Like, omg! Like, what are you going to do?! Strangely, I didn't want to rip my ears out because I was amused. I wanted to laugh and make fun of them all at once. Which I did. In my head. But before I could do any of that, I had to see what they looked like. I just had to. So I did the half turn move and pretended to look at some body lotion on one of the racks next to me and caught a glimpse of them. Dear lord, if kids these days look like that, then I am the plainest Jane out there. Fake tans, short shorts, make-up on full force, nails done, hair did, and just the way they stood. Okay, so I've seen my fair share of fake tans this summer. I'm horrified when I see it on moms trying to blend in with their own kids, but on girls this age? Really? If you want to get skin cancer, at least do it naturally instead of baking yourself in your Easy-Bake Oven at home. Stop talking like that; it's obnoxious and annoying. Knock it off. Lisp girl, I can't help you there but stop with the pretentiousness. Just because you've got money and bling and your mamas have equally fake tans and can drive some white SUV to drop you off at the (gasp!) mall doesn't mean you can flaunt it and rule this side of town. ...judging? Who's judging? Umm, not me.
—Monday, August 27, 2007 4 comments Prepubescent grown-ups
 I think one of the ugliest feelings is when someone "tops" your opinions and views with this holier-than-thou attitude as if everyone else is wrong and there is one right. "Ow," is what I say but then I move on because really? What I think is what I think, and what you think is what you think. There's no right or wrong even though I want to jump across the table and beat the complete shit out of you for saying it in that way, but that's all fine and dandy. It's like when you get the wind knocked out of you and you can't breathe, but you eventually regain your footing and tell the person next to you, "I'm fine, I'm fine." You breathe again. And then you get even with the person who leveled you.
—Sunday, August 26, 2007 1 comment Well, IMO...
First full length Run, Fat Boy, Run trailer! Hurray for Simon Pegg and Dylan Moran. It'll be a good Fall.
—Friday, August 24, 2007 0 comments Run, Fat Boy, Run trailer
 Thanks for all the happy birthdays! It was, in fact, a happy birthday. The other day I finally got ice cream from the local ice cream truck. The last time I got ice cream from that truck was when my two little legs, running with all their might, just couldn't catch it as it turned the corner. (I remember wanting a Firecracker.) While the jingle is familiar and the truck is the same, since growing up I've avoided because I somehow developed this notion that the person behind the wheel is this creepy, creepy man scouting for little kids. Don't ask why I thought that, but I did. In fact, only a few days before, I ducked down behind my car as the truck slowly drove by. But there I stood, with my friend, hailing the ice cream truck. (Do you hail an ice cream truck? Or flag it?) It slowed to a stop and to my pleasant surprise, there were two people in the truck: a lovely old man behind the wheel and a wonderfully plump lady handling the ice cream. She was lovely and patient with my friend and I as we stumbled over each other, trying to figure out what to get. It's been so long, and some ice cream choices have changed (Choco Taco, anyone?). I finally decided on a Chocolate Eclair while my friend got the multi-flavored, rainbow-colored shaved ice. So there was nothing to fear after all! They were two lovely people, looking to share some refreshing treats for the summer. Next time, I won't duck down behind my car.
—Tuesday, August 21, 2007 0 comments The ice cream truck
 Happy birthday, me. Another year older...
—Monday, August 20, 2007 5 comments Happy birthday, me
 It's 65 degrees. I love this weather.  Today's Thursday, did you know that? I thought it was Wednesday. I went on a little adventure a few days ago and enjoyed myself quite a bit despite some paranoia of getting caught. (Thank you tall, overgrown weeds for covering me.) Nevertheless, trespassing was a success and I entered a whole different world. Something about discovering old and adandoned places is exciting and haunting at the same time. What happened to it? Why did it end? Who's idea was it? Anyway, if all goes well, I'll be going on another adventure with my fellow "explorenauts" in the winter. I'm excited already. Speaking of adventure, being the Leo that I am, I'll be turning another year older soon. I think as I've gotten older, my fashion tastes have kind of... softened? I was really into wearing loud colors (well, mostly Threadless tees, which I will always like wearing) and AE type things, but I feel like I'm going in the direction of soft and classic. Much like the current Gap Fall line. Though, while it always looks good, I can never pull off their looks properly. Consider it a new challenge for me when I turn that one year older.
—Thursday, August 16, 2007 0 comments I am an explorenaut
 I spent a good 15 minutes trying to record my "voice greeting" for my voicemail today. It's one of my least favorite things to do because 1) there's the whole what should I say part, 2) trying to say it not too fast and without fumbling, and 3) replaying it and having to listen to your own voice. I got hung up on #2 for a while because I kept messing up. But #3-- I must have replayed it 5 times. "Do I really sound like that?" I thought. It's always startling (or pleasantly surprising?) when you find out the way you sound. Well, anyway, I guess it could be worse...
—Saturday, August 11, 2007 2 comments Listening to your own voice
I love Michael Cera (yay, George-Michael!), and I can't wait to see Superbad.
—Wednesday, August 8, 2007 2 comments Michael Cera on Conan
 I finished reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower the other day and I really, really loved it. I don't know why I never read it when I was younger or during that awkward adolescent phase, but better late than never. I borrowed the book from the library and boy, is it torn and tattered! A lot of tape is holding it together and I can't help but smile because so many have read it. There are so many things I liked about it, so many things I could identify with in my life right now. And I know I probably say that a lot about everything I've seen or read recently, but Perks truly touches upon a subject that's hard to encompass: growing up. "And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn't really change the fact that you have what you have. Good and bad... I don't know. It's just different. Maybe it's good to put things in perspective, but sometimes, I think that the only perspective is to really be there. Like Sam said. Because it's okay to feel things. And be who you are about them." Plus, now I can say my laptop is named after 3 different people: Charlie Bucket, Charlie Brown, and Charlie from Perks. And I also really want to see The Rocky Horror Picture Show live now. And do the Time Warp.
—Monday, August 6, 2007 1 comment The Perks of Being a Wallflower
 After I spent my morning running errands, I came back and sat down thinking, "Did I forget something?" I looked over my list and nope, I did and got everything I needed. So what was missing? I spent the rest of the afternoon trying to figure what was missing and then I realized: it's just that feeling. You know that feeling? Kind of like when something doesn't feel quite right even though it is. I mean, nothing is physically missing but... a part of me feels like it's missing something? Or a part me feels missing? It's just this feeling I have.
—Friday, August 3, 2007 0 comments What's missing?
 "Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you can find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous." -- Carrie Well, I'm a little late to the whole Sex and the City craze but at least I made it. I never really got into it when the show was at its height and every girl was talking about it. I just never saw why it was just that good. But now I do. Thanks, edited reruns not on HBO! Pardon me as I get girly about Big and Carrie! Carrie and Big!
—Wednesday, August 1, 2007 3 comments Sex and the City
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