Hmm, start with the most recent, and chop and change around from there. Have just posted the Mr and Mrs Smith review - mmm, Angelina, but really, it was quite a PG movie - if you take away the guns and bullets and bombs and leather corsets LOL. No nude scenes dammit, but a movie that had a lot of buzz around it (rather than the different thing of hype) and after seeing it, is a very nice buzz. Lots of fun to watch :)
And even though it turned out to be more a guns and explosions movie than naked people movie, I definitely chose the movie this week with my groin rather than my head. If it was a head choice, it would have been The Assassination of Richard Nixon, even though I'm not much of a Sean Penn fan - Jude Law didn't need defending at the Oscars dude, get a sense of humour LOL.
So yeah, went down to Chermside to catch the movie - wandered past the pub there (Gilhooley's perhaps? One of those faux Irish places anyways), ducked my head in, and they had the Mike Tyson boxing match on. Pretty sad really, he's forty something and he's still fighting, it would be OK if he was still any good, but even though I didn't see much more than half a round, and he was giving as good as he was getting, it was still sad to watch. In a poor pathetic kind of way. And this was even before I saw the post match interviews where he was saying he was only doing it for the money and his heart wasn't in it anymore. How the mighty have fallen.
And for an Australian angle on the whole thing, when the hell did Jeff Fenech get involved with Mike Tyson? Oh mi god, another pathetic angle to the whole thing - for any non-Australians, Jeff Fenech was a middling to good boxer in the mid eighties, still has a big mouth though, and was talking about himself in the third person in the interview today - rolling eyes here :)
And then was lunch - now, was trying to steer clear of the whole KFC McDonald's Burger King (or as it is known here, Hungry Jacks) evil troika, and hmm saw New York Fries, and saw the poutine. Canada's addition to world cuisine indeed (had also been listening to Barenaked Ladies earlier in the day, so was very Canucked up - too bad about the hockey this season though, eh?), and hmm, I'm not so sure Quebeckers have melted mozzarella cheese in mind when you are supposed to put the curds on? But it melted well enough under the hot gravy - hmm, and then as I took it to the food court, thought, man, I should have brought a fork for this LOL. And then also subsequently thought, geez, I don't even want to KNOW how many calories I just consumed, chips, cheese and gravy LOL. Might have to ask SGR if she knows of poutine, she's always into the chips and gravy thing :)
You know that the (northern) summer movie blockbusters are around the corner when going to see Mr and Mrs Smith you catch previews to War of the Worlds, Batman Begins and Fantastic Four. Guess I will be putting my arty or message movie brain to rest for a month or two then LOL - despite what I think of Tom Cruise currently - I didn't see the Oprah interview, as half the water cooler crowd I hang with seem to have, but phrase mid life crisis comes up big time LOL - Katie Holmes is cute, I will give you that though, but hmm - anyways, despite what I think of Tom Cruise personally, War of the Worlds looks like an event movie in the best of ways. We will see though.
He still has lots of credit in the 'bank' though, what with Top Gun, A Few Good Men, Jerry Maguire, Magnolia etc etc etc...
Remind me to do a review for the Machinist again by the way LOL.
Hmm, stuff earlier in the week, where is that post it note LOL. Oh yes, my mother read the entry that is titled on here 'Written On The Train' - I had left my notebook (paper, not the laptop meaning of the word) open at the computer desk on that page, signed off 'I guess I may need to see a shrink again'. And yes, that intrigued her enough to read it. Hmmph, hate it when things I don't intend to have read leak out like that. Although she has a phrase for me, all these issues I spoke of earlier in the week, I always come up with mouthfuls of sand (by putting my head in there LOL). Grr anyways at the whole reading a diary entry thing.
On another family front, the sister is due to be back here within three weeks or so, is sick of flatting with her friend and wants to get out. No doubt in another six months she will be sick of things here again and be climbing the walls to get out, that's about the timeframe LOL - although if she wants to eventually head overseas, as she has been thinking the last hmm four or five years, she will have to have a couple of years of saving at home...
Oh, had my first real conversation with LHO umm Thursday night. I don't think the phrase deep and meaningful is used unless deep issues and meaningful topics come up, was one of those what's off the top of my mind convos - but it was enjoyable, and always good to be able to talk at normal speed rather than fasten up and slow down for your thought to typing speed conversion rates. The blog actually featured quite a lot, she can't believe how open I am with everything. Hey, everything is in code, so there is a level of plausible deniability about it all LOL.
And of course, I asked whether the writing style was OK or good or excellent or whatever. All us bloggers are just frustrated writers I am sure, so any tips are always great - LHO said with my writing, she can imagine she is in the situation next to me, she gets good visuals out of it, so surely that is a good thing? And another thing, to comment you apparently have to be Blogger registered, so will go searching for a non domain specific comments program - you know how much I love my feedback. Haloscan perhaps, any other suggestions?
Oh, and another flashback to Friday night, the girls saying how well SGR wears tight sweaters. And even though I am in plausible deniability land, I will shut up on that topic from there I think LOL.
Oh, and just a couple of dream impressions from this morning. I am in London with K. I know I am in London because we are gallivanting around the Underground (although I'm fairly sure there isn't a Victory Line, I felt as if I was on the Jubilee), and when we are aboveground, there are three planes that I can see in the air overhead - mmm, London, was so comforting to hear 747's always overhead - remember the day of Diana's funeral, how eerie it was that central London was a no fly zone. And just had a thought that some of the younger readers probably don't know which Diana I am referring to, hmm LOL. When we were above ground, in the dream, we were in a huge garden, maybe Hyde Park or Regents Park or something - another London trait, even though we were in parklands, it was still foggy smoggy :) Ah, London, another place I miss to bits :)
And kinda strange that K was in the dream hmm. Another dream I had last week was the only thing I can remember is most of my right hand upper teeth falling out. What on earth does that mean, to dream that LOL.
I was going to write a bit about Big Brother, but really, hmm, it's turning into car crash television of the worst sort. And there wasn't actual sexual intercourse in the house on Friday night, 'only' umm fondling of the body parts, that's about as coy as I can get away with it I think LOL. And surely they could have been more subtle with Michelle on the eviction stage than saying well, yes, Glenn may have fondled your bits, but here he is kissing Geneva, and here he is about to crack onto Kate. Surely the bloody details of the whole thing could have been told to Michelle when she was immediately off stage, rather than have her raw emotions play out for all to see - she is out of the house now, there is no need to further manipulate her. Grrr.
There was another thing floating back to me from Friday, but I can't remember it at this stage. Hmm, will come back to me sometime, or be reminded to me no doubt. Am into work tomorrow, even though all of Australia is on holiday except for Western Australia - overtime and all, but SHOULD be really quiet. And a later start as well, so no rush to get in.
Pauly
And even though it turned out to be more a guns and explosions movie than naked people movie, I definitely chose the movie this week with my groin rather than my head. If it was a head choice, it would have been The Assassination of Richard Nixon, even though I'm not much of a Sean Penn fan - Jude Law didn't need defending at the Oscars dude, get a sense of humour LOL.
So yeah, went down to Chermside to catch the movie - wandered past the pub there (Gilhooley's perhaps? One of those faux Irish places anyways), ducked my head in, and they had the Mike Tyson boxing match on. Pretty sad really, he's forty something and he's still fighting, it would be OK if he was still any good, but even though I didn't see much more than half a round, and he was giving as good as he was getting, it was still sad to watch. In a poor pathetic kind of way. And this was even before I saw the post match interviews where he was saying he was only doing it for the money and his heart wasn't in it anymore. How the mighty have fallen.
And for an Australian angle on the whole thing, when the hell did Jeff Fenech get involved with Mike Tyson? Oh mi god, another pathetic angle to the whole thing - for any non-Australians, Jeff Fenech was a middling to good boxer in the mid eighties, still has a big mouth though, and was talking about himself in the third person in the interview today - rolling eyes here :)
And then was lunch - now, was trying to steer clear of the whole KFC McDonald's Burger King (or as it is known here, Hungry Jacks) evil troika, and hmm saw New York Fries, and saw the poutine. Canada's addition to world cuisine indeed (had also been listening to Barenaked Ladies earlier in the day, so was very Canucked up - too bad about the hockey this season though, eh?), and hmm, I'm not so sure Quebeckers have melted mozzarella cheese in mind when you are supposed to put the curds on? But it melted well enough under the hot gravy - hmm, and then as I took it to the food court, thought, man, I should have brought a fork for this LOL. And then also subsequently thought, geez, I don't even want to KNOW how many calories I just consumed, chips, cheese and gravy LOL. Might have to ask SGR if she knows of poutine, she's always into the chips and gravy thing :)
You know that the (northern) summer movie blockbusters are around the corner when going to see Mr and Mrs Smith you catch previews to War of the Worlds, Batman Begins and Fantastic Four. Guess I will be putting my arty or message movie brain to rest for a month or two then LOL - despite what I think of Tom Cruise currently - I didn't see the Oprah interview, as half the water cooler crowd I hang with seem to have, but phrase mid life crisis comes up big time LOL - Katie Holmes is cute, I will give you that though, but hmm - anyways, despite what I think of Tom Cruise personally, War of the Worlds looks like an event movie in the best of ways. We will see though.
He still has lots of credit in the 'bank' though, what with Top Gun, A Few Good Men, Jerry Maguire, Magnolia etc etc etc...
Remind me to do a review for the Machinist again by the way LOL.
Hmm, stuff earlier in the week, where is that post it note LOL. Oh yes, my mother read the entry that is titled on here 'Written On The Train' - I had left my notebook (paper, not the laptop meaning of the word) open at the computer desk on that page, signed off 'I guess I may need to see a shrink again'. And yes, that intrigued her enough to read it. Hmmph, hate it when things I don't intend to have read leak out like that. Although she has a phrase for me, all these issues I spoke of earlier in the week, I always come up with mouthfuls of sand (by putting my head in there LOL). Grr anyways at the whole reading a diary entry thing.
On another family front, the sister is due to be back here within three weeks or so, is sick of flatting with her friend and wants to get out. No doubt in another six months she will be sick of things here again and be climbing the walls to get out, that's about the timeframe LOL - although if she wants to eventually head overseas, as she has been thinking the last hmm four or five years, she will have to have a couple of years of saving at home...
Oh, had my first real conversation with LHO umm Thursday night. I don't think the phrase deep and meaningful is used unless deep issues and meaningful topics come up, was one of those what's off the top of my mind convos - but it was enjoyable, and always good to be able to talk at normal speed rather than fasten up and slow down for your thought to typing speed conversion rates. The blog actually featured quite a lot, she can't believe how open I am with everything. Hey, everything is in code, so there is a level of plausible deniability about it all LOL.
And of course, I asked whether the writing style was OK or good or excellent or whatever. All us bloggers are just frustrated writers I am sure, so any tips are always great - LHO said with my writing, she can imagine she is in the situation next to me, she gets good visuals out of it, so surely that is a good thing? And another thing, to comment you apparently have to be Blogger registered, so will go searching for a non domain specific comments program - you know how much I love my feedback. Haloscan perhaps, any other suggestions?
Oh, and another flashback to Friday night, the girls saying how well SGR wears tight sweaters. And even though I am in plausible deniability land, I will shut up on that topic from there I think LOL.
Oh, and just a couple of dream impressions from this morning. I am in London with K. I know I am in London because we are gallivanting around the Underground (although I'm fairly sure there isn't a Victory Line, I felt as if I was on the Jubilee), and when we are aboveground, there are three planes that I can see in the air overhead - mmm, London, was so comforting to hear 747's always overhead - remember the day of Diana's funeral, how eerie it was that central London was a no fly zone. And just had a thought that some of the younger readers probably don't know which Diana I am referring to, hmm LOL. When we were above ground, in the dream, we were in a huge garden, maybe Hyde Park or Regents Park or something - another London trait, even though we were in parklands, it was still foggy smoggy :) Ah, London, another place I miss to bits :)
And kinda strange that K was in the dream hmm. Another dream I had last week was the only thing I can remember is most of my right hand upper teeth falling out. What on earth does that mean, to dream that LOL.
I was going to write a bit about Big Brother, but really, hmm, it's turning into car crash television of the worst sort. And there wasn't actual sexual intercourse in the house on Friday night, 'only' umm fondling of the body parts, that's about as coy as I can get away with it I think LOL. And surely they could have been more subtle with Michelle on the eviction stage than saying well, yes, Glenn may have fondled your bits, but here he is kissing Geneva, and here he is about to crack onto Kate. Surely the bloody details of the whole thing could have been told to Michelle when she was immediately off stage, rather than have her raw emotions play out for all to see - she is out of the house now, there is no need to further manipulate her. Grrr.
There was another thing floating back to me from Friday, but I can't remember it at this stage. Hmm, will come back to me sometime, or be reminded to me no doubt. Am into work tomorrow, even though all of Australia is on holiday except for Western Australia - overtime and all, but SHOULD be really quiet. And a later start as well, so no rush to get in.
Pauly
Just wondering something here.... from previous readings I thought you were involved with a 'v' person, however you never seem to mention too much about her, its always 'sg', your EX 'k' and now a newbie 'LHO' If I was 'v' you would be given the farewell line!!!
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