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I majorly edited this list for the funny. I mean, everybody knows why South Park and Borat were banned, but what the hell is wrong with the Geena Davis show? Huh, Malaysia? Full list available on IMDB.com

"Ally McBeal" (1997) TV Series
"Geena Davis Show, The" (2000) TV Series
"Spider-Man" (1994) TV Series
Amadeus (1984)
Amistad (1997)
Babe (1995) and Babe: Pig in the City (1998)
Bobby (2006)
Bruce Almighty (2003)
Daredevil (2003)
Dark Crystal, The (1982)
Fast Food Nation (2006)
In America (2002), ONE OF MY FAVORITES!
Interview with the Vampire: The Vampire Chronicles (1994)
Joyeux Noël (2005) I left this one in for Emily.
Kylie: Live in Sydney (2001)
Lost in Translation (2003)
Phone Booth (2002)
Piano, The (1993)
Pinocchio (2002)
...aka Roberto Benigni's Pinocchio (2002) (USA: promotional title)
Prince of Egypt, The (1998)
Ray (2004/I)
Saturday Night Fever (1977)
Scarface (1983)
Schindler's List (1993)
Shadow of the Vampire (2000)
Sideways (2004)
Sin City (2005)
Thank You for Smoking (2005)
This Film Is Not Yet Rated (2006) This one killed me.
United 93 (2006)
Wedding Crashers (2005)
Zoolander (2001)

I just got rickroll'd by LJ.

Also it turns out my fiance may be [high functioning] autistic.

Huh.

Earlier today in a coffee shop while waiting for my carpool, I sat next to some (clearly university) students who were adding -y or -ie to all their words - as in, "Oh look, I got a texty." "Who's it from?" "Georgie!" "Oh my god, that is so presh." I kind of stared into space for a while so I wouldn't roll my eyes or make inadvertent scornful faces at them.

Then, while walking from the parking garage to the theater, I saw this gorgeous, tall, dark haired teenage girl wearing black high heels and an impeccably tailored copper-sequined minidress. She had a young guy next to her dressed in an all-black suit who was putting his jacket around her shoulders, and I just kind of melted inside.

But when I walked up next to them, the girl said in this really whiney voice "Oh my GAWWWD it's fucking FREEZING out here! Did you just poke me with your butonniere? Hey Jess, he just poked me with his butonniere! We should fucking call Shawna, is she out here? Oh my GAWD, look, your jacket is longer than my dress!" (insert annoying laugh here and comments from other members of the party.)

Is glamour dead? Is class? Sometimes I think so. And there I am, in my polka dot rain boots, kicking my feet slightly to stir up the big crunchy piles of leaves.

In a possibly related note, I think I put my pants on backwards today.

Cj's been throwing up all night. I wonder if what I had a couple weeks ago wasn't food poisoning, but some sort of 24 hour flu bug, because he's following the exact same pattern that I did. :( Poor baby.

Today I'm going to go in early to the theater with my carpool and work on the quilt I started forever ago before I have to start prepping for the show. I really want to finish piecing it so I can get to the quilting part already, which I know is going to take forever on it's own.

Before I leave for work I might run to the store and get some 7 up for my baby. I feel terrible not being able to do anything for him.

I would like more __________ in my life.

+ singing
+ farmer's market-going
+ babies (not necessarily mine)
+ quiet time
+ new romantics
+ friend visits
+ book-reading
+ moisture (it's dry as hell here!)

Oh my god.



I never told ANYONE about this idea, but someone totally stole it.

*edit* Also:



Wooooo!

1 - List seven weird/quirky habits about myself
2 - Tag seven people to do the same
3 - not just say "whoever wants to do it" or refuse to tag people

1. I eat limes. I cut them in half and eat them, sometimes with sugar, sometimes not. Lemons too.
2. I let my dog kiss me on the lips. >_< Luckily she's small, so it's not too gross.
3. I procrastinate doing dishes. One time I did it for so long, there were maggots.
4. I'm super particular about my day planner. If it's not the right format, I find excuses not to use it.
5. I compulsively color my hair, even though there's nothing wrong with my natural color.
6. I imagine what would happen if people I know die so I'll be prepared for the worst. It gets worse when somebody's actually in jeopardy of some sort.
7. I really really like mollusks. Don't ask me why.

I tag the1andonlycj, nimoy, merry_tasogare, tubie2006, seemoore, theoni, and thescottishguy

I have a ton of stuff going on right now, much of which I don't want to talk about just yet because it hasn't quite been resolved. But in the meantime, here are some eggs (pretty much my favorite shape) to tide you over.

Eggs!

Oh my god. So. Funny.

A man and a woman live in a house on a deserted peninsula. The man's mother comes to stay with them, and the man goes off on a business trip. The woman takes the ferry to the mainland and goes to see her lover. They make love. When they finish, she realizes it's late, and she gets up, dresses, and rushes to catch the last ferry home. She misses the boat. She pleads with the ferryboat captain. He tells her he will take her back to the peninsula if she gives him six times the normal fare. But she doesn't have the money. So she's forced to walk home, and on the way, she's raped and killed by a stranger.

And the question is: Who is responsible for her death, and in what order - the woman, the man, the mother, the ferryboat captain, the lover, or the rapist?

Tonight my fiance and I went to dinner with some friends and both of my sisters in a primarily Chinese part of town to eat Chinese food, then we went to a little dessert cafe next to it. On the menu (besides tapioca milk tea and lots of shaved ice) was something called "Double boiled young coconut with rock sugar and Harsmar." We had a huge big conversation trying to guess what the hell Harsmar was, and even took a picture of the kanji over it to send to a chinese friend. A little later our friend Joe gets a phone call, and all we hear is:

"So lay it on me.

... what?

... are you sure?

... you're shitting me.

... no, you're full of shit.

... I don't believe you."


And then the kicker:

"If it's a bowl of fallopian tubes, I'll eat one."

Then he hung up the phone and said, "Apparently, according to my full of shit friends, it's a bowl of frog fallopian tubes."

Well, guess what, Joe? You get to eat a big bowl full of 'em. And I insist on being present.

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Hasma
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Hasma (雪蛤, 雪蛤膏, or 哈士蟆)is a Chinese dessert ingredient made from the dried fallopian tubes of the hermaphrodite frog Rana temporaria chensinensis, also commonly known as the snow frog or forest frog.
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So I went to my reunion on Friday, even though I wasn't feeling too good, and it was nice. Not as fabulous as it could have been because some people I hoped were going to show up didn't, and some people that I knew would never show up... well, you know. But I had a good time regardless. Cj came with me and behaved himself beautifully - in fact, some of the teachers behaved themselves worse than he did.

I wanted to go again on Saturday, but between picking up my little sister from the airport and still not feeling good, I just didn't make it. I hope everybody forgives me.

I saw "300" - and I must say, I liked it. Gerard Butler never ceases to amaze me. Look at this!



The man is great. Anyway. I didn't like the casting of the lead female role, and I had a little giggle every time David Wenham started narrating (Daisy!), AND I had a big problem with the handling of *** Spoiler! *** the adultery [She just dropped her blouse! Just like that! What the hell was that?], *** end spoiler *** but the battle scenes - genius. The best part of the whole experience, though, was that I saw it sitting behind a whole row full of early 20s white guys that thought they were gangsters, and during one part where rock music started playing, all of them started rocking their seats in time to the beat of the music and interjecting with "sick!" and "Awesome!"

It was classic.

Well, aside from that, I just worked on school stuff all weekend, including sewing the bottom half of my costume project (which I will post pictures of later, I'm sure). It's gotten really warm here lately, and since daylight savings time started it feels like summer. I had lemonade, corn, and guacamole-smothered steak last night to celebrate.


ps. A weird part of this cold is that when you wake up in the morning your salivary glands are all swollen. It's a bizarre feeling.

Ack! The cuteness!