I like the videos you guys make. I feel like a dork making one. Maybe one of these days I’ll get some balls and make one for you and say hi. And if I really get some courage, maybe I’ll do them in different accents.
I feel self-induced embarrassment always heightens the entertainment factor.
I may, or may not, have just called a huge mosquito a little bitch after killing him.
What?
He deserved it. He was plotting to get me while I sleep.
I made one of those some ecards thingys. I’m not sure what I have gotten myself into. I need to stop joining every site that floats down the river.
What I find sexy…
Intelligence - You don’t have to be a rocket scientist to be intelligent. I want to have stimulating conversation with someone. Have an unquenchable thirst for knowledge. Have an opinion.
Open mind - An opinion is important, but the ability to accept others’ opinions is equally vital. Be steadfast in your decisions. Allow facts, emotions, whatever, to influence you…but be able to accept other people’s opinions even if you don’t agree with them.
Passion - When I use this word, I mean being openly passionate about anything. If it’s movies you’re passionate about, let’s talk about movies. If you love to cook, show me why. It is very stirring to watch someone talk about something they are truly passionate about. They are motivated, energized. It makes me want to learn why this thing they love is so exciting.
These 3 things together = Very Sexy
Guess who has two thumbs and is STILL not watching the movie?? Because I am sitting here waiting for the end of this godforsaken baseball game!!
I am embarking on a vanity enduced procedure that I cannot afford.
(No, it’s not any plastic surgery.)
But, I’m in a “I need to take care of me” phase and it’s been paying off so far. And still, I feel like an asshole for even trying to do it.
There are a lot of reasons to hate this movie. I know. But, for some reason, whenever it’s on, I can’t help but watch it. Maybe it’s my penchant for bad movies? Maybe it’s my endless curiousity for Joaquin Phoenix? Subtle symbolism in the story? I do adore Bryce Dallas Howard.
I do know I abhor the ending.
And I do know this. There are two times in the movie when Bryce Dallas Howard’s character, who is blind, holds out her hand in hopes of Joaquin Phoenix taking it. Both times he does. The simplicity of this silent gesture, the way they film it, everything about how the two of them interact, it somehow grabs the inner romantic in me and throttles it saying, “Watch, again, goddamnit!”
It’s on right now and the Phillies are postponed, so I’m screwed. Stuck watching it.
…I would know nothing!
