Friday, January 28, 2005
I want to love you, but you're making it so hard. Please, please, please cooperate!
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Three movies that have been in my queue since the beginning of the month: Shaun of the Dead, Mean Creek, and The Village.
When I first added The Village, it said the movie was now available. Two weeks ago, Shaun of the Dead was listed as "long wait," and Mean Creek was a "short wait." I checked the queue the other day and The Village was listed as "long wait." I looked at it again today, and all movies are now listed as "very long wait." WTF?
Argh! I've been very unhappy with their service lately. Aside from the constantly changing status of the movies in my queue, what used to be a one-day turnaround for movies has become two or three. At times, I would mail all three movies that I had on the same day, but they would receive two a day later, and the third a few days afterwards. I've been blaming the post office and holiday mail traffic, but seeing as we're now approaching the end of January, I don't think that should be a problem anymore.
Netflix is slacking, yo! I think it's time for an e-mail sent their way.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
It's That Time again, so naturally, I'm grumpy and moody and I just want to stay in bed all day! The bills are due, I just found out how much my books are going to cost next semester, school starts next week and I still haven't bought my parking permit, I have a Very Important Interview thing on Friday which I need to show up for even though I'd rather go snowboarding again (my success this past Friday is giving me delusions of grandeur), and the icing of the cake: I have no bagels and a container-full of cream cheese!
That's just wrong! No one should ever have zero bagels and a container of cream cheese, or vice-versa. It ruins the balance of nature, zen, the equilibrium of life. So now, what am I going to do?
Friday, January 21, 2005
I had a blast snowboarding today. I did pretty well, and I actually learned a lot during the lesson. It helped that the instructor was a good teacher, too. Anyway, we actually managed to do 6 runs down the slopes, which on average took us 15 minutes or less, and two of them are at a more advanced (not necessarily advanced, just more advanced than the beginner slope) slope, where the snow is softer. I didn't fall down as much, and only bruised a point in my buttocks and probably my right knee. And I'm not quite as tired, even though I drove the whole way, as well.
We'll see how much pain I'll be in tomorrow.
Thursday, January 20, 2005
My speeding ticket is so much cheaper than I thought it'd be. I was expecting to spend somewhere around $300, seeing as this is my second traffic violation, so I was surprised that with traffic school, I'd only have to spend $162. Wonder where I can haggle that amount of money, though. I'm gonna be poor for the rest of the semester.
Anyway, the bastard who stopped me is a total idiot, misspelling my name even though it was typed all nice and proper on my license. "Macabuhag" my ruby red asshole! Fuck you, you fugly fucker! I hope you die in pain and rot in hell!!!
Sunday, January 16, 2005
The good? I did better than I did the last time I went snowboarding. Less falling down and I actually managed to stop once without falling down. It was real snow, so the ground was softer than at Mt. High. No bruising this time.
The bad? The aches! The pains! My entire body is very, very sore right now. And I got a cut on my lip when this lady in skis knocked Ate Karen sideways, who knocked into me, and I was knocked down and got hit on the mouth by the chair lift. But I'm fine, no worries!
I'm going for my second snowboarding lesson at Mt. High on Friday. Hopefully, my body pain will be gone by then, or else I'd just take painkillers. Tylenol rocks, y'all!
Anyway, I had a lot of fun. The place was awesome and everyone's cool. I'd like to go next year, but only if I actually learn how to snowboard this season. So my goal for this year -- let's call it my 21st birthday resolution, because it's too late for New Year's -- is to learn how, and to get physically fit so if I were to go next year, I wouldn't be in so much pain, I'd be able to do more runs (at least two! Heh. Sad.), and I'd be able to carry the snowboard around without my arm giving out after five minutes of walking. Oh, and I also want to learn how to skateboard so I wouldn't have such a hard time skating or sliding through the snow when going to the lifts.
P.S. Watching the Golden Globe Awards right now. Just about every singe female and metrosexual male in the room is orange and botoxed. I hate!
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Sunday, January 09, 2005
The Phantom of the Opera was disappointingly bad, which sucks because I really wanted to like it. It came of as a cheeseball gothic romance novel, and not in a good way. I thought it was a movie full of "almost, but not quite"'s. For example:
- Emmy Rossum was almost a good casting choice for Christine, except for the fact that her "acting" was composed of only one facial expression: the wide-eyed, open-mouthed look of [insert emotion here]. For variation, she sometimes produces tears on her eyes. Her voice was okay, but it wasn't exceptional. It started grating on me towards the end of her first aria, where she did the whole Mariah Carey, "OOO-ooo-OOO-ooo," inserting-too-many-notes-into-one-syllable thing.
- The Phantom was not nearly menacing or smoldering enough, which I suspected was what he should've been like, which was why Christine was sort of attracted to him in the first place before she realized he was a loon. He lacked the sexy villain appeal, and considering what he'd been through as a child, he's not disfigured enough. Also, not that good a singer.
- Raoul could've been my favorite character. I liked his singing voice. It was very nice and comforting, which was a nice change from all the soprano-like squealing/screeching. I liked the character, too, but he's very one-dimensional. He and Christine didn't have much chemistry. I didn't really get how they could fall in love with each other.
- It didn't balance the speaking/singing parts very well, and thus seemed inconsistent. Chicago worked because they had a clear cut between the speaking and singing parts -- one takes place in someone's head only, the other was reality. Here, people just seemed to be bursting into song in the middle of serious conversations, and it just seemed goofy. If they made it bigger, more fantastic and spectacular, flamboyant, mythical and unreal, it would probably work better.
- And were the present-day scenes with the auction and visiting Christine's grave part of the actual musical? Coz it probably didn't need to be. Those scenes seemed to served no purpose other than ruin the pacing of the movie.
- And who were the present-day guy and woman supposed to be anyway? If the guy were the phantom, one would wonder why he didn't get the plastic surgery early on. It might've done a lot for his self-esteem. He wouldn't get so crazy, and therefore, Christine would've liked him better. And in that case, there wouldn't be any movie, so no one would have to sit through this dreck at all.
- Why did Madam Whatshernamewhoisphantom'sfriend tell Raoul to hold his hand at eye level? Nothing happened that would justify this, and he never did it anyway.
- The ending was too easy and lame. No big fights? No death? Boo!
Ultimately, though, what ruined the whole movie for me was the very, very obnoxious Phantom groupie guy who was seated right next to me. He squealed like a little girl when the movie started and freakin' sang along with the songs, and he and his companion kept complaining LOUDLY about the noisy kids one row in front of us! Uh, Bitch? You're not so much better than them so SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!
Off-topic. Awww, Brad Pitt and Jennifer Aniston are splitting up. That sucks. Who's gonna adopt me now?
Thursday, January 06, 2005
My insurance company sucks donkey balls! It takes them forever to respond to any requests, and every three months they discontinue my coverage because, since I'm over 20, they need proof that I'm a full-time student in order to reinstate me on the plan. For some reason, they won't accept any sort of school schedule I give them that proves that I have enough units to qualify for full-time status. They want an official, dean-sign proof of registration, which costs $10 (which the insurance company won't reimburse, either) and which my school doesn't issue out until the first week of the semester. Which means every vacation from school I have, I'm insurance-less. So in the only time of the year that I actually have time to get a check-up of any sort, I can't really because I don't have fucking insurance. And in the time of the year when I actually have time to do stuff, I'd have to be extra careful because in the event that I get hurt, we'd have to pay thousands and thousands of dollars because my insurance company refuses to cover me because they won't believe that I'm a full-time student! Damn asswipes.
And in lighter terms, I didn't fail any of my classes last semester. Hurrah!
Wednesday, January 05, 2005
William Hung Wants to Play Only Good Guys
SINGAPORE (AP) - Critics have described his singing as less than kind, but "American Idol" reject William Hung says he wants to play only good-guys in his fledgling acting career.
In Singapore to promote his first film, the action-comedy "Where is Mama's Boy?," the Hong Kong-born Hung ruled out any nasty roles.
"I would like to preserve a good image and not play the bad guy or do anything that's obscene," Hung was quoted by The Straits Times newspaper as telling a news conference.
Hung stars in the Cantonese-language film, opening Thursday in Singapore, playing a street vendor who befriends a music club owner played by Hong Kong starlet Nancy Sit.
Hung shot to fame in the United States in a bungled but earnest audition for the U.S. talent show "American Idol." The 21-year-old won legions of fans by telling the judges he did his best and had no regrets about being panned for his nerdy, out-of-tune rendition of Ricky Martin's "She Bangs."
Hung, who studies in California, later released an unlikely hit album "Inspiration" that has sold more than 100,000 copies.
Seriously, what the fuck?
I haven't been watching TV a lot lately, but it seems like everytime I tune in, the Jack-In-the-Box commercial on Pastrami Burgers is on. I'm normally not so... middle-America, soccer-mom-y, but I'm just really, really bothered by it. The commercial features a car smashing into a deli and the tag line that goes something like, "Go to Jack-In-The-Box, because delis don't have drive-thrus." I find the ad tasteless, because everytime I see it, I keep thinking, they've just destroyed a small business store and probably cost thousands of dollars worth of damages, not to mention the lives of the people who might've been in it. What if there had been people walking on the sidewalk? They could've died, too. At least those people who just passed by 10 seconds ago got lucky. But still! Innocent people could've been put in danger! So, so WRONG!!! Jack, the spokesperson dude, sucks anyway. What with the tall, pointy hat and the big, giant head, is he trying to compensate for something?
I'm pissed off at Netflix and/or the post office. I mailed the DVDs I had out Monday, which means Netflix should have received them yesterday, which means I should be receiving three new movies today. But I just looked at my account at their site, and it doesn't look like they've received anything at all. Which means I won't be getting any new movies today. And I am not paying almost $20/month for this kind of service, dammit! I want my movies!