wednesday's blob

Cleaning teh car!

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i will try to keep this spoiler free for those of you who like to avoid them.  try being the operative word.

let me lay out my own adoration here: when i was a child, i wanted to be Indiana Jones.

Indiana Jones is literally the source of my childhood dream to be an archaeologist, and probably the source of my love of history as well (though more so the first than the second).  Literally, that's the reason.  I found an old hand me down fedora that I held on to for years because it was brown and resembled his.  i had the first and last movies memorized (my mom has never liked Temple of Doom, so she never taped that one when it was on).  I had elaborate fantasies about being the female version of Indiana Jones.  no lie, i really did.  (this dream lasted pretty much until college, when i realized that i have no desire to dig.  it's hot, it's hard, and you end up teaching to support yourself--something i've never really wanted to do [even though i probably will in some capacity at some point, it's practically inevitable])

i went into the movie with high hopes.  i did.  i wasn't listening to the naysayers.  i was giving George, Steve, and Harrison the benefit of the doubt.  Cuz hey, if anyone can pull off a new Indy movie, is the folks who made the original trilogy, right?

wrong.  oh so very wrong.

last night, george lucas (because i blame him more than anyone else, with his epic abilities to destroy everything good he's ever been a part of with unecessary sequels and unnecessary fucking cgi) took a steaming shit on my childhood dreams.

i feel personally betrayed.

i want my ten dollars back.  i want those two hours back.

it was... ridiculous.  and not in a good way.  there were two main problems with the movie:

1. they were taking themselves waaaay too seriously. 
2. they were trying too hard.

not only that, but it all seemed too easy.  there was no challenge, really.

and... seriously?  cgi prarie dogs?  do you mean to tell me there aren't trained prarie dogs in hollywood?  there's trained everything else.

i can understand the reasoning behind the plot and whatnot, i really can.  Indiana Jones has always been about old pulp fiction and that sort of campy fun, and given the twenty years since the last movie, the plot involves the same stuff that was in pulp fiction in the 50s, when this film takes place.

it wasn't a truly bad movie.  i liked it well enough as a movie on its own.

as an Indiana Jones movie, however... it failed.  miserably.  and i am more disappointed than i have been at a movie in ages.  and pissed off.  i was truly pissed off when it was over, and trying hard not to be, because i wanted to love it.

*le sigh*  i will probably still buy it on DVD.  but i think i'm going to pretend it has absolutely nothing to do with my Indy movies.  more like, it's a movie that just happens to have a character that vaguely resembles Indy, and is called Indy.  but really isn't him.

*small spoiler below*  *it's in white so highlight it if you want to read*

at a fairly crucial point in the movie, my brother leaned over to me and said "so... they're the Borg?"

dear 'hood,

i promise, i'm back now.  you can start commenting again, i won't be going anywhere.  i don't think i'll be here quite as much as at my peak, when i spent the whole day here and posted like four times a day.  but i'm here.  if you'll see the post below, i have free time again now.

and i promise i'm reading your stuff, and i'll get back into the swing of commenting here soon as well.

new folks that i've added: hi!  how are you?  i hope you're well.  i might not have commented you yet, but i'm working on it!  promise!

kthxbai!

~liz

Where do you want to be in ten years?
Submitted by baby3194.

in a spa.

my spa, that is.

(i do, however, agree with the folks who asked if this is an interview question.  and it totally is.  and i never have a good answer for it when asked.)

Things I am going to do this Tuesday, 20 May 2008:

1. get my ass out of bed early enough to make breakfast.
2. probably pick C up for work.  hopefully won't be late.
3. both take and eat my own damned lunch.  buy nothing from that goddamned 7-11.  except maybe a soda.  drink lots of water.
4. have a cup of tea in the morning.  and no other caffeine.
5. work til 5.30 (as opposed to 5)
6. go for a walk.  at the track, around the block, or on the treadmill.  for at least twenty minutes.
7. cry at how terrible is the shape i am in (round is a shape, right?).
8. go to bed at a decent hour.
9. repeat on wednesday.

What I am doing:

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drinking wine (Reisling) out of a champagne glass/goblet.  why?  because i am class. 

and because mom didn't want me to use the good wine glasses.

what i should be doing:

Books Abstract

that would be studying.  wine and studying go well together, right?

in other news: YO SD FOUR SISTERS!  WANT.

Yo-megu

Yo-nana

Also, watching Indiana Jones on sci-fi.  Love these movies, can't wait for the new one.

Because she's adorable:

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my little sphinx-cat.

bought today:

Mosby's Massage Therapy Review

Sandy Fritz

and (not that I should've, but i can never resist when i'm in BN):

The Host: A Novel

Stephenie Meyer

Wanted to buy but they didn't have despite online saying they did:

Your Aura & Your Chakras: The Owner's Manual

Karla McLaren

I've been procrastinating on the studying all afternoon, can you tell?  i've answered PMs about stuff people are interested in buying from me on the Pinky forum, I've looked at ebay (has anyone ever sold something to someone who asked to buy it away from an auction?  I'm a little wary, but not paying fees would be nice), i've looked at dolls and I've gone to buy books.  i'm tempted to start cleaning off my desk, and i really NEED to do laundry.

I kinda wish I was a little bit more worried about this final.  But i'm really not. 

that, and i've never really learned how to actually study.  that could be a problem, huh?

oh, and finally.  BSG from Friday?  what the frakking frak?!  they need to seriously answer at least a couple questions before they disappear until early frakking 2009.

does anyone have any experience selling books on amazon?  i was looking at it, and it looks like they charge a commission AND a transaction fee?  that doesn't seem quite right, especially if between the fee and the commission you are only making, like, a quarter for a book you listed for two dollars.  is that how that works?

because that's dumb. 

i get that they have to make their buck, but sheesh.

so, i'm trying to figure out ways to make a bit of extra cash, as i'm not quite eeking out a living at my current job, though i like it there.  and i'm trying to keep from being so desperate once i get certified that i'll take any massage job that rolls along, instead of doing it for the love.

does anyone around have any experience with some of those online jobs things?  surveys for money, market research type stuff? 

any help or suggestions or warnings would be vasty and greatly appreciated.  :)

also, i'll clean your house for pretty cheap.