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( strip club. This one is... really kinda appropriate if you know the folks involved. ;) )

House of Flying Daggers was... just soooo gosh darn PRETTY! Mmm. I think I officially have a crush on Zhang Ziyi. I mean, she's gorgeous, and well, I love watching hot chicks do martial arts and dance and shit, but it's actually not why I like her. It's cause her ears stick out (and wiggle, ha ha) and she has one of those unexpectedly radiant smiles. I could totally see her playing someone's sweet geeky girlfriend that could totally kick your ass. Cause she could. *drool* and Jin? ok, when they were on screen together there was just way too much pretty stuffed into a 1:2:55 aspect ratio.

( one mildly spoilery thing, and then I'll shut up )

Anyway... been feeling weirdly tired and cranky for the past couple of weeks - my apologies for anyone I've been unintentionally short with. I'm not sure what's actually wrong, but on my end it feels like I've been experiencing everything through several thick layers of fog. I'm also wicked triggery and easily irritated. I've also noticed lately that I'm completely unable to regulate my body temperature. I'm always cold, which is new and irritating for me - I used to me one of those furnace people, you know? now I feel like there's ice way deep inside and it never thaws. *sigh* Maybe I'm getting sick? Can't imagine with what, though.

And for the third extreme conversational jump - rumor has it that the tickets for Cinemark's midnight showing of Office Space next Friday are on sale... and they're saying it will probably sell out the fastest of all the midnight shows to date, so grab your Swinglines and your flair and go buy tickets already. Note: if you buy them online, you can't get the nummy student discount. Perfect excuse to go say hi to sundart as she's in the box office most days. :)

I need food now.

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So I'm annoyed... Long tedious day at work, finding out that even if I get my phone replaced I'm going to have to have said new phone programmed in NY, and I decided to treat myself to a cab home and had the ride completely ruined by this asshole of a DJ (Howie Carr, I think his name was) ranting about welfare and illegal aliens. This guy was racist, ignorant and inflammatory. Ugh, now I either want a shower or to commit homicide, or something.

Or maybe I'm just hungry...

Anyway, I'm now thoroughly pissed off, so I'm going to do some computer monkeying to make myself feel better.

Yes virginia, it IS in print...

thanks to sapphorama for leading me to it... Batdude and Throbbin is indeed in print and on DVD. (not work safe.)

Now, if only I weren't broke... *sigh* I need more gratuitously silly porn in my life. Or at least to laugh at silly porn titles. Things like Butt Boys in Space - Blasting off to Uranus or Super Barrio Bros.

What's really funny is if you put "Batdude and Throbbin" into Google, my livejournal comes up as #4. Can't decide whether that's hilarious or just sad.