Meme from mellafe. A memellafe, if you will:

I want everyone who reads this to ask me 3 questions, no more no less. Ask me anything you want. Then I want you to go to your journal, copy and paste this allowing your friends (including myself) to ask you anything.

lol @ "everyone". IF YOU DON'T COMMENT I AM DEFRIENDING YOU!!!

 "A water bearer in India had two large pots,
each hung on either end of a pole
which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had
a crack in it, and while the other pot
was perfect and always delivered a full portion of
water at the end of the long walk
from the stream to the master's house, the cracked
pot arrived only half full.
For a full two years this went on daily, with the
bearer delivering only one and a half
pots full of water to his master's house. The perfect
pot was proud of its accomplishments,
but the cracked pot was miserable, ashamed that it
was able to accomplish only half of
what it had been made to do. After two years of
what it perceived to be a bitter failure,
the cracked pot spoke to the water bearer one day
by the stream.
"I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to
you." "Why? What are you ashamed of?"
asked the bearer. "I have been able, for these past
two years, to deliver only half my load
because this crack in my side causes water to leak
out all the way back to your master's house.
Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work,
and you don't get full value from your efforts,"
the pot said.
The water bearer felt compassion and said, "As we
return to the master's house, I want
you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path."
Indeed, as they went up the hill, the
old cracked pot took notice of the sun warming
many beautiful wild flowers on the side
of the path, and this cheered it some. But at the end
of the trail, it still felt bad because
it had leaked out half its load, and so again it
apologized to the bearer for its failure.
The bearer said to the pot, "Did you notice that there
were flowers only on your side of
the path, but not on the other pot's side? That is
because I have always known about
your crack. Accepting what was given to me,
I planted flower seeds on your side of the path,
and every day while we walk back from the stream,
you've watered them. For two years I
have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to
decorate my master's table. Without you
being just the way you are, he would not have this
beauty to grace his house."

Author Unknown

Venture Brothers Season 3: Dude...Bald Brock Samson? Totally hot. I am so sad this week is the finale.

David Duchovny: I'm up to Season 6 of the X-Files and he still makes me feel kind of funny. Like when I used to climb the ropes in gym class.

The Naked and the Dead by Norman Mailer: Like Band of Brothers: The Book.

Phillip Seymour Hoffman in The Savages: He's just the kind of schlubby college professor-type I want to marry and have lots of nerdy, corduroy-clad babies with.

Seabear: An adorable indie rock band from Iceland. Check out this song. Adorable.

Noro Kureyon Sock Yarn: The colors are SO COOL. I'm making socks! My color's #226 for anyone who is interested.

Fall: Okay, so I know it's not fall yet. But GUYS! It's almost here! Pretty soon everything will smell like crunchy leaves and nutmeg and everything will be made out of pumpkin and apples and we can wear scarves!

SUPERNATURAL SEASON THREE GAG REEL. HERE.

Go forth and delight in the all the blue steel-liness.

That is all.

There was a sudden change of plans and I went to Normandy instead of London. Will go to London later. Anyway. My dad's cottage doesn't have the Internet so I'm at Judy and John's place (our neighbors) borrowing their connection so that I can keep up with today's emails and stuff. I kind of wish I hadn't come. That way I would have been blissfully ignorant for one more night.

Fuck.

I don't want movies. I want my show.

The official SciFi press release. You gotta love how the title is SCI FI CHANNEL GREENLIGHTS 2-HOUR FILM FROM MGM BASED ON POPULAR 'STARGATE ATLANTIS' SERIES.

Fuckers!

Meme time:

There's been an accident, and my memory's been wiped. I have no recollection of who I am. Tell me about myself. What do you know about me? What kind of person am I? What are my likes and dislikes? How did we meet and how long have we known each other? Is there one thing in particular that stands out about me? Tell me who I am.



::In other news, we performed at Melbourne School Bands Festival tonight. It all went well except the clarinets were out of time in 2 of the songs, and at one time it was during like, their section solo. And then the rest of the band has to come in accompanying, and it sounded retarded. GRR. We're sort of pissed off at them, because they CAN play it right, they have been in rehearsals. I guess they weren't concentrating or something, but ARGH. Everyone's worked so hard, on tiny things like unison articulation, phrasing, staggered breathing, shape etc, and for them to go and screw up something so basic as playing the right notes at the right time, I mean, what the hell.

::Also, I saw this woman again. I haven't seen her for a year. She was behind me in the line for Harry Potter 7, and we sort of said a couple of things to each other, and then a month after that she was handing out the shields at Melbourne Bands Festival Finale, and of course she was all dressed up (in sharp contrast to 7am in the HP line) and I just stared at her for ages because I knew she looked insanely familiar, but she also looks a bit like someone who's on TV so I was like "Is it the same woman or do I just THINK she looks familiar?" so later I went up to her and I'm like "Have we met?" and she was like "I saw you in the audience and thought you looked familiar..." and we worked out it was from Harry Potter. So anyway, I haven't seen her for a year, but she was there tonight and we recognised each other again. =D The main reason I care and never forgot her face is because she is srsly so beautiful. Like, she's conventionally pretty but not a standout I guess. I know it's me. I have like, idk...I'm just drawn to her or something, like a girl-crush, but it's not like I lust after her, I just idk. She's got this gorgeous smile. I can't even. *warm fuzzies* Her name's Lisa. =D I met her 13 months ago and tonight I found out her name yay. LOL I feel so pathetic trying to convey why I care. Am I the only one who remembers pretty strangers?

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I am completely heartbroken. This is like the worst thing that could have happened. Ever. In the world. I'll miss them so much. I miss them already.

Just yesterday I thought: Why do I never get to use my sadangry Bobby icon? Bite me, SciFi Channel, bite me!

Does anyone happen to have a handy-dandy list of this fall's television schedule? (Season premieres, weekly schedules, etc.) I'd love you forever.

Oh man, I totally just missed this and I had no idea. I saw the fireworks from my window and then immediately Googled it to see what was going on. Oh well, it's not like I had anyone to go with anyway.

 

I wrote a long review of Tropic Thunder last night that I'll link to later, but I also have some quick thoughts that I'll just post: ( under the cut )

In other news, everything in the universe is right again. Idk why I love them as a couple so much, I just do.

Oh, and my roommate just called me and said she picked up State of Play from the local video store. Fucking yes, I have been craving some Simm-y goodness lately, and this is supposed to be the ultimate British actor extravaganza.

This morning was awesome. I learned a new (short & easy) route to Ikea, had .99 breakfast + coffee (their coffee is actually pretty good; I was surprised) and ate at a windowed wall with a nice view of the Statue of Liberty, then spent about an hour and a half shopping and only ended up spending $22 on a few little things for my room. I also made notes of some furniture and other knick-knacks for future trips, and got an idea for how to cover my awkward 17" window. Then when I was done I took a different route back to see what it was like. Also super easy and pretty short. This is a good thing and a bad thing. Bad because I might end up spending half of my time in Ikea.

Oh man, I love Ikea. Does anyone know if the Brooklyn one is the largest in the country? I've read that at a few places, but I don't know if it's true. It is pretty massive, but I have no idea how it compares to other stores, since it's the only one I've been to.

One day I'm going to take the water taxi there just to see what it's like.

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Anyway, after Ikea I came back to the apartment to drop off my big blue bag, pick up some groceries, and have lunch. Then I headed out to Target and finally got the sheet set I wanted! I saw it last week, but they were out of stock of the full size. Then when I went back they were out of all sizes. Today the shelf was fully stocked, including full size, so I picked up a set and it turns out that it was on sale for $8!! Score!! Also? I failed to mention this before, but it is too freakin' convenient to get to Target from here. One of the subways nearest my apartment has a stop inside the mall the Target is in. Seriously. I love it.

I think I am going to stay in for the rest of the day. I need to be up early tomorrow for the cable company. Ha. If they are done by a reasonable hour (again, ha), I might try to catch a movie before the assembly service gets here to set up my Expedit.

I can't freakin' wait till this weekend!!!

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Wake up Call: Sananda August 20, 08

When you wake up from a dream, and you know it is a vital one, yet you don’t remember what it was about, fear not, for your soul remembers and it will guide you in the living of that dream. Many times that is the way it is designed, for to remember the details can send you off in a direction to follow that can send you off course, according to your earthly interpretation of the dream. Know that all is in order and that you are following your soul design at all times. There are no errors.

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join turbo_lims it's gonna be AWESOME, right outoftime?

I really want to know how people got their hands on the Davidoff Ad with Josh Holloway. I asked in 4 perfume stores and everyone told me they are not allowed to hand any of them out because they have to send everything back. I lied, I asked nicely...nothing worked. *cries*

Also, I don't have very good skin. If perfect skin = 100% I would probably have like 70-80%. Today I bought a new perfume and they gave me samples for bad skin. Why not tell me right in the face I look like shit, lol. They also gave me a little magazine and the lady said "There are a lot of good make-up tips in there" and then she totally gave me the wink.
Excuse me but even though I don't have perfect skin, my make up today was way better than hers. I wanted to slap her.

First thing is first. Thank you so much to everyone who wished me happy birthday. You are all so sweet to remember, and I swear in the world of livejournal, I feel like I am just another name on a flist full of other names. So when people actually take a minute to wish me happy birthday I am always so touched. Thank you, all of you.

(  So, you may or may not know that today I went to hear Daniel Radcliffe speak about his Broadway debut and his transition from film to stage, among other things. )

Now in completely unrelated, but serious news! People, please dispose of your containers properly! I have always heard horror stories, of what can happen when people just throw things away. Till tonight, I had not seen it first hand.

On the way home this man stopped Carlo and I to show us this poor skunk that had it’s head stuck in a yoghurt container. It’s whole head was in that container, thus making it blind and it was stumbling around trying to get it off. I felt so bad for it and there was nothing we could do! I mean sure I could have tried to hold onto it and pull the container off, but it would no doubt have sprayed me and I can not afford to go to work smelling like skunk for three days. The guy tried to get a big stick to knock the thing off it’s face, but that did not really work. Eventually the skunk walked behind someone’s house and we could not very well follow it into someone’s place carry big sticks. I just felt so sad for the poor thing, can not imagine how scared it felt? Heartbreaking. When I think of the person who just tossed that on the road I get so angry. The animal does not know better they smell something sweet and they will try to get to it.

So please if you have something, a can of soda, juice bottle, chocolate wrapper - whatever, just dispose of it correctly. It is something that takes mere seconds to do, and yet the potential impact on an animal could be huge.

I have many many options and extremely limited internet access with which to do some research... please help?

What are some decent movie theatres in Manhattan or Brooklyn where I could catch a 'blockbuster' type movie (e.g. Pineapple Express or Tropic Thunder); someplace I would feel safe going alone?

Also, what is the best price I can expect to find? At home I could go see a movie for 4.75. I'm not expecting that kind of deal here, but like, is there anything in the $10 or less range? Or am I being completely unrealistic?